Outside his door lay a poor man called Lazarus; he was a mass of ulcers,

And as he was being tortured in Hades he raised his eyes and saw Abraham far away with Lazarus in his bosom;

so he called out, 'Father Abraham, take pity on me, send Lazarus to dip his fingertip in water and cool my tongue, for I am in anguish in these flames.'

But Abraham said, 'Remember, my son, you got all the bliss when you were alive, just as Lazarus got the ills of life; he is in comfort now, and you are in anguish.