I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding; And, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down. Then I saw, and considered it well: I looked upon it, and received instruction. Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep: So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth; and thy want as an armed man.
The writer passed by the sluggard’s vineyard and saw that it was all overgrown with thorns and the wall was in ruins. When we succumb to laziness in spiritual matters and become infested with the works of the flesh, there will be no fruit from God. Our spiritual defenses, symbolized by a wall, are down, and the devil gains a foothold and it results in coldness, backsliding, and poverty of the soul.