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

² A certain man who was lame from his mother's womb was being carried, whom they laid daily at the door of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask gifts for the needy of those who entered into the temple.

⁵ Listen, my beloved brothers. Didn't God choose those who are poor in this world to be rich in faith, and heirs of the Kingdom which he promised to those who love him?

⁹ But let the brother in humble circumstances glory in his high position;

¹ Now a certain man was sick, Lazarus from Bethany, of the village of Mary and her sister, Martha.

³⁵ It happened, as he came near Jericho, a certain blind man sat by the road, begging.

³⁶ Hearing a multitude going by, he asked what this meant.

³⁷ They told him that Jesus of Nazareth was passing by.

³⁸ He cried out, "Jesus, you son of David, have mercy on me!"

³⁹ Those who led the way rebuked him, that he should be quiet; but he cried out all the more, "You son of David, have mercy on me!"

⁴⁰ Standing still, Jesus commanded him to be brought to him. When he had come near, he asked him,

⁴¹ "What do you want me to do?" He said, "Lord, that I may see again."

⁴² Jesus said to him, "Receive your sight. Your faith has healed you."

⁴³ Immediately he received his sight, and followed him, glorifying God. All the people, when they saw it, praised God.

²¹ and desiring to be fed with the crumbs that fell from the rich man's table. Yes, even the dogs came and licked his sores.

²² Is there no balm in Gilead? is there no physician there? why then isn't the health of the daughter of my people recovered?

⁶ From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it: Wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven't been closed, neither bandaged, neither soothed with oil.

¹⁴ For all day long have I been plagued, And punished every morning.

¹⁹ Many are the afflictions of the righteous, But Yahweh delivers him out of them all.

⁷ So Satan went forth from the presence of Yahweh, and struck Job with painful sores from the sole of his foot to his head.

⁸ He raises up the poor out of the dust, He lifts up the needy from the dunghill, To make them sit with princes, Inherit the throne of glory: For the pillars of the earth are Yahweh's, He has set the world on them.