The Lord said, "There was a rich man, who was clothed in purple and
fine linen and who feasted sumptuously every day. And at his gate lay
a poor man named Lazaros, full of sores, who desired to be fed with
what fell from the rich man's table; moreover the dogs came and licked
his sores. The poor man died and was carried by the angels to
Abraham's bosom. The rich man also died and was buried; and in Hades, being
in torment, he lifted up his eyes, and saw Abraham far off and
Lazaros in his bosom. And he called out, 'Father Abraham, have mercy upon
me, and send Lazaros to dip the end of his finger in water and cool
my tongue; for I am in anguish in this flame.' But Abraham said,
'Son, remember that you in your lifetime received your good things, and
Lazaros in like manner evil things; but now he is comforted here, and you
are in anguish. And besides all this, between us and you a great
chasm has been fixed, in order that those who would pass from here to
you may not be able, and none may cross from there to us.' And he
said, 'Then I beg you, father, to send him to my father's house, for I
have five brothers, so that he may warn them, lest they also come into
this place of torment.' But Abraham said, 'They have Moses, and the
prophets; let them hear them.' And he said, 'No, father Abraham; but if
some one goes to them from the dead, they will repent.' He said to
them, 'If they do not hear Moses and the prophets, neither will they be
convinced if some one should rise from the dead.'"
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