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

And in hades he lifted up his eyes, being in torment, and seeing Abraham far off, and Lazarus in his bosom.

And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.

But Abraham said, Son, remember that you in your lifetime received your good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and you are tormented.