And a certain poor man, Lazarus by name, had been laid at his gate, full of sores,

and in Hades, lifting up his eyes, being in torments, he sees Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.

And, crying, he 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; because I am in anguish in this flame!'

But Abraham said, 'Child, remember that, in your lifetime, you received in full your good things, and Lazarus, likewise, evil things; but now here he is comforted, and you are in anguish.