30. I passed by the field of the sluggard And by the vineyard of the man lacking sense,
31. And behold, it was completely overgrown with thistles; Its surface was covered with nettles, And its stone wall was broken down.
32. When I saw, I reflected upon it; I looked, and received instruction.
33. "A little sleep, a little slumber, A little folding of the hands to rest,"