JuliaSmith(i)
30 I passed upon the field of the slothful man, and upon the vineyard of the man wanting heart;
31 And behold, it came up all of it with thorns; brambles covered its face, and the wall of its stones was overthrown.
32 And I shall see and set my heart: I looked, I took instruction.
33 A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to lie down:
34 And thy poverty came going about, and thy want as a man of shield.