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.
But she said, Yes, Lord, for even the house dogs eat of the crumbs that fall from the table of their masters.
in toil and hardship, in frequent sleeplessness, in hunger and thirst, in frequent fasts, in cold and nakedness.
As far as the present hour we both hunger, and thirst, and are ill clothed, and are treated roughly, and are homeless.
And when they were filled, he says to his disciples, Gather up the fragments that remain over, so that not anything may be lost.
But she answered and says to him, Yes, Lord, for even the house dogs under the table eat of the children's crumbs.
But there was a certain poor man named Lazarus, who had been placed near his gate, covered with sores,
And it came to pass for the poor man to die and be carried by the heavenly agents to Abraham's bosom. And the rich man also died and was buried.