¹My son, if you have put up security for your neighbor, ²if you have been trapped by the words of your lips, ³then do this, my son, to free yourself, ⁴Allow no sleep to your eyes ⁵Free yourself, like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, ⁶Walk in the manner of the ant, O slacker; ⁷Without a commander, ⁸it prepares its provisions in summer; ⁹How long will you lie there, O slacker? ¹⁰A little sleep, a little slumber, ¹¹and poverty will come upon you like a robber, ¹²A worthless person, a wicked man, ¹³winking his eyes, speaking with his feet, ¹⁴With deceit in his heart he devises evil; ¹⁵Therefore calamity will come upon him suddenly; ¹⁶There are six things that the LORD hates, seven that are detestable to Him: ¹⁷haughty eyes, ¹⁸a heart that devises wicked schemes, ¹⁹a false witness who gives false testimony,