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;

²² And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried;

²⁰ And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,

¹⁷ And he thought within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have no room where to bestow my fruits?

⁴⁶ And they came to Jericho: and as he went out of Jericho with his disciples and a great number of people, blind Bartimaeus, the son of Timaeus, sat by the highway side begging.

⁵ What will ye do in the solemn day, and in the day of the feast of the Lord?