³ Then the steward said within himself, What shall I do? for my lord taketh away from me the stewardship: I cannot dig; to beg I am ashamed.

¹¹ For we hear that there are some which walk among you disorderly, working not at all, but are busybodies.

² And a certain man lame from his mother's womb was carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms of them that entered into the temple;

⁸ The neighbours therefore, and they which before had seen him that he was blind, said, Is not this he that sat and begged?

⁴ And he would not for a while: but afterward he said within himself, Though I fear not God, nor regard man;