LITV(i)
19 And there was a certain rich man; and he was accustomed to don a purple robe and fine linen, making merry in luxury day by day.
20 And there was a certain poor one named Lazarus who had been laid at his porch, being plagued by sores,
21 and longing to be filled from the crumbs that were falling from the table of the rich one. But coming, even the dogs licked his sores.
22 And it happened, the poor one died and was carried away by the angels into the bosom of Abraham. And the rich one also died and was buried.
23 And being in torments in Hell, lifting up his eyes, he sees Abraham afar off and Lazarus in his bosoms.