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

And in hell lifting up his eyes, being in torments, he seeth Abraham afar off and Lazarus in his bosom.

And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus to 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 thou in thy life-time receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented.