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19 There was a rich man, who used to wear purple and fine linen, and every day he made merry very lavishly.

20 And there was a poor man named Lazarus, who was laid down at that rich man’s door, afflicted with boils;

21 He longed to fill his stomach with the crumbs that fell from the rich man’s tray; the dogs also came and licked his boils.

22 Now it happened that the poor man died, and the angels carried him into Abraham’s bosom; and the rich man also died and was buried.

23 And while he was tormented in Sheol, he lifted up his eyes from a distance, and saw Abraham, with Lazarus in his bosom.

24 And he called in a loud voice and said, O my father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus to dip his finger in water and wet my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.

25 Abraham said to him, My son, remember you received your pleasures when you were living, and Lazarus his hardships; and behold now he is comfortable here, and you are suffering.

Luke 16:19-25, Lamsa Bible. Public domain.
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