Luke 16:24
and he cryed and sayd: father Abraham have mercy on me and sende Lazarus that he maye dippe the tippe of his fynger in water and cole my tonge: for I am tourmented in this flame.
and he cryed and sayd: father Abraham have mercy on me and sende Lazarus that he maye dippe the tippe of his fynger in water and cole my tonge: for I am tourmented in this flame.
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19 Ther was a certayne ryche man which was clothed in purple and fyne bysse and fared deliciously every daye.
20 And ther was a certayne begger named Lazarus whiche laye at his gate full of soores
21 desyringe to be refresshed with the cromes whiche fell from the ryche manes borde. Neverthelesse the dogges came and licked his soores.
22 And yt fortuned that the begger dyed and was caried by the angelles into Abrahas bosome. The riche man also died and was buried.
23 And beinge in hell in tormetes he lyfte vp his eyes and sawe Abraham a farre of and Lazarus in his bosome
25 But Abraha sayd vnto him Sonne remembre that thou in thy lyfe tyme receavedst thy pleasure and contrary wyse Lazarus payne. Now therfore is he comforted and thou art punysshed.
26 Beyonde all this bitwene you and vs ther is a greate space set so that they which wolde goo from thence to you cannot: nether maye come from thence to vs.
27 Then he sayd: I praye the therfore father send him to my fathers housse.
28 For I have fyve brethren: for to warne the left they also come into this place of tourmet.
29 Abraha sayd vnto him: they have Moses and the Prophetes let them heare them.
30 And he sayd: naye father Abraham but yf one came vnto the from the ded they wolde repent.
43 wherfore yf thy hande offende ye cut him of. It is better for ye to entre into lyffe maymed then havynge two hondes goo into hell into fire yt never shalbe quenched
44 where there worme dyeth not and the fyre never goeth oute.
45 Lykewyse yf thy fote offende the cut him of. For it is better for the to goo halt into lyfe then havynge two fete to be cast into hell into fyre that never shalbe quenched:
46 where there worme dyeth not and the fyre never goeth oute.
48 where there worme dyeth not and the fyre never goeth oute.
43 And when he thus had spoken he cryed wt a loud voyce. Lazarus come forthe.
7 and cryed wt a lowde voyce and sayde: what have I to do wt the Iesus ye sonne of the moost hyest God? I requyre ye in the name of God yt thou tormet me not.
16 And he wold fayne have filled his bely with the coddes that ye swyne ate: and noo man gave him.
17 Then he came to him selfe and sayde: how many hyred servauntes at my fathers have breed ynough and I dye for honger.
44 And he was in an agonye and prayed somwhat longer. And hys sweate was lyke droppes of bloud tricklynge doune to the grounde.
15 Master have mercy on my sonne for he is franticke: and is sore vexed. And oft tymes he falleth into the fyre and oft into ye water
41 Then shall the kynge saye vnto them that shalbe on the lyfte hande: departe from me ye coursed into everlastinge fire which is prepared for the devyll and his angels.
42 For I was an hungred and ye gave me no meate. I thursted and ye gave me no drinke.
42 And he sayde vnto Iesus: Lorde remember me when thou comest into thy kyngdome.
10 the same shall drynke of the wyne of the wrath of God which is powred in the cuppe of his wrath. And he shalbe punnysshed in fyre and brymstone before the holy Angels and before the lambe.
38 And he cryed sayinge: Iesus ye sonne of David have thou mercy on me.
39 And they which went before rebuked him that he shuld holde his peace. But he cryed so moche the moare thou sonne of David have mercy on me.
28 There shalbe wepinge and gnasshinge of teth when ye shall se Abraham and Isaac and Iacob and all the prophetes in the kyngdom of God and youre selves thrust oute at dores.
9 And the men raged in gret heate and spake evyll of the name of God which had power over those plages and they repented not to geve him glory.
28 When he sawe Iesus he cryed and fell doune before him and with a loude voyce sayde: What have I to do with the Iesus the sonne of the God moost hyest? I beseche the torment me not.
42 and shall cast them into a furnes of fyre. There shalbe waylynge and gnasshing of teth.
48 And many rebuked him yt he shuld holde is peace. But he cryed the moore a greate deale thou sonne of David have mercy on me.
50 and shall cast them into a furnes of fyre: there shalbe waylinge and gnasshynge of teth.
22 and ofte tymes casteth him into the fyre and also into the water to destroye him. But yf thou canste do eny thinge have mercy on vs and helpe vs.
35 And some of them that stode by when they hearde yt sayde: beholde he calleth for Helyas
36 And one ran and filled a sponge full of veneger and put it on a rede and gave him to drinke sayinge: let him alone let vs se whether Helyas will come and take him doune.
11 and blasphemed the god of heven for sorowe and payne of their sores and repented not of their dedes.
13 Then sayde the kynge to his ministers: take and bynde hym hand and fote and caste hym into vtter darcknes there shalbe wepinge and gnasshinge of teth.
5 Then called he all his masters detters and sayd vnto ye fyrst: how moche owest thou vnto my master?
34 And his LORde was wrooth and delyuered him to the iaylers tyll he shnld paye all that was due to him.
14 And when he had spent all that he had ther rose a greate derth thorow out all yt same londe and he began to lacke.
16 So then because thou arte bitwene bothe and nether colde ner hot I will spew ye oute of my mouth:
21 And the sonne sayd vnto him: father I have synned agaynst heven and in thy sight and am no moare worthy to be called thy sonne.
51 and wyll devyde him and geve him his rewarde with ypocrites. There shalbe wepinge and gnasshinge of tethe.