longing to fill himself with what fell from the rich man’s table. Even the dogs would come and lick his sores.
In context
19There was a rich man who dressed in purple and fine linen and feasted in splendor day after day. 20And a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, had been laid at his gateway, 21longing to fill himself with what fell from the rich man’s table. Even the dogs would come and lick his sores. 22In time the poor man died and was carried away by the angels to Abraham’s side. The rich man also died and was buried, 23and in Hades, where he was in torment, he lifted his eyes and saw Abraham far away, and Lazarus at his side.
