ACV(i)
19 Now there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, faring sumptuously daily.
20 But there was a certain poor man named Lazarus, who had been placed near his gate, covered with sores,
21 and longing to be fed with the crumbs that fell from the rich man's table. But even the dogs that came licked his sores.
22 And it came to pass for the poor man to die and be carried by the agents to Abraham's bosom. And the rich man also died and was buried.
23 And having lifted up his eyes in Hades, being in torments, he sees Abraham from afar and Lazarus by his bosom.