Coverdale(i)
19 There was a certayne riche man, which clothed him self with purple and costly lynnen, and fared deliciously euery daye.
20 And there was a poore man named Lazarus which laye at his gate full of sores,
21 and desyred to be fylled with the crommes, that fell from the riche mans table. Yet came the dogges, and licked his sores.
22 But it fortuned, that the poore man dyed, and was caried of the angels in to Abrahams bosome. The riche man dyed also, and was buried.
23 Now whan he was in the hell, he lift vp his eyes in the payne, and sawe Abraham afarre of, and Lazarus in his bosome: