Etheridge(i)
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.