19There was a certain rich man, who was clothed in purple and fine linen; and feasted sumptuously every day.
20And there was a certain beggar, named Lazarus, who lay at his gate, full of sores,
21Desiring to be satisfied with the crumbs that fell from the rich man's table, and no one did give him; moreover the dogs came, and licked his sores.
22And it happened, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom. And the rich man also died: and he was buried in hell.
23And lifting up his eyes when he was in torments, he saw Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom:
24And he cried, and said: Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, to cool my tongue: for I am tormented in this flame.
25And Abraham said to him: Son, remember that you did receive good things in your lifetime, and likewise Lazareth evil things, but now he is comforted; and you art tormented.
26And besides all this, between us and you, there is fixed a great chaos: so that they who would pass from from here to you, cannot, nor from from there come here.
27And he said: Then, father, I beg you, that you would send him to my father's house, for I have five brothers and sisters,
28That he may testify to them, lest they also come into this place of torments.
29And Abraham said to him: They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them.
30But he said: No, father Abraham: but if one went to them from the dead, they will do penance.
31And he said to him: If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they believe, if one rise again from the dead.