Etheridge(i)
19 NOW there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in byssos* and purple, and every day feasted gaily.** [* Butso, Hebrew, buts; (2Ch 5:12); an Egyptian linen, extremely fine, soft, and white. ** Gayóith.]
20 And there was a certain poor man, whose name was Loózar; and he lay at the gate of him who was rich, bruised with wounds,
21 and desired to fill his belly with the crumbs which fell from the table of that rich. And also the dogs came and licked his wounds.
22 Now that poor man died, and angels conducted him to the bosom of Abraham: but that rich man also died, and was buried.
23 And, tormented in shiul, he lifted up his eyes afar, and seeth Abraham, and Loózar in his bosom.