“There was a certain rich man, clothed in purple and fine linen, who dined sumptuously and delicately every day. And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, who was laid at his gate, afflicted, desiring to be fed with the scraps which fell from the rich man’s table. And the dogs came and licked his sores. And it came to pass that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels to the bosom of Abraham. The rich man also died, and was buried, abandoned to his torments.”
Luke 16:19-22
