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Luke 16:20 - Modern King James Version

20 And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, who was laid at his gate, full of sores

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

20 and there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

20 And at his gate there was [carelessly] dropped down and left a certain utterly destitute man named Lazarus, [reduced to begging alms and] covered with [ulcerated] sores.

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American Standard Version (1901)

20 and a certain beggar named Lazarus was laid at his gate, full of sores,

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Common English Bible

20 At his gate lay a certain poor man named Lazarus who was covered with sores.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

20 And there was a certain beggar, named Lazarus, who lay at his gate, covered with sores,

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

20 And there was a certain beggar, named Lazarus, who lay at his gate, full of sores,

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Luke 16:20
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah and struck Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot to the top of his head.


Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but Jehovah delivers him out of them all.


For all the day long I have been plagued, and chastened every morning.


From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it; only a wound and a stripe and a fresh blow; they have not been closed, nor bound up, nor soothed with oil.


Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then has the healing of the daughter of My people not come?


And when he had gone out into the porch, another saw him and said to those there, This one was also with Jesus of Nazareth.


There was a certain rich man who was customarily clothed in purple and fine linen and making merry in luxury every day.


and desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table. But even the dogs came and licked his sores.


And there was a certain sick one, Lazarus of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha.


And a certain man, who was lame from his mother's womb, was being carried. And they laid him daily at that temple gate which is called Beautiful, to ask alms from those who entered into the temple.


But let the humble brother rejoice in his exaltation;


Listen, my beloved brothers, has not God chosen the poor of this world rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom which He has promised to those who love Him?


He raises up the poor out of the dust; He lifts up the needy from the dunghill to set them among princes; yea, He causes them to inherit a throne of honor; for to Jehovah are the pillars of the earth; and He sets the habitable world on them.


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