Now there was a rich man and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, making good cheer in splendour every day.
And [there was] a poor man, by name Lazarus, [who] was laid at his gateway full of sores,
and desiring to be filled with the crumbs which fell from the table of the rich man; but the dogs also coming licked his sores.
And it came to pass that the poor man died, and that he was carried away by the angels into the bosom of Abraham. And the rich man also died and was buried.
And in hades lifting up his eyes, being in torments, he sees Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.
And he crying out said, Father Abraham, have compassion on me, and send Lazarus that he may dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, for I am suffering in this flame.
But Abraham said, Child, recollect that *thou* hast fully received thy good things in thy lifetime, and likewise Lazarus evil things. But now he is comforted here, and *thou* art in suffering.
And besides all this, between us and you a great chasm is fixed, so that those who desire to pass hence to you cannot, nor do they who [desire to cross] from there pass over unto us.
And he said, I beseech thee then, father, that thou wouldest send him to the house of my father,
for I have five brothers, so that he may earnestly testify to them, that they also may not come to this place of torment.
But Abraham says to him, They have Moses and the prophets: let them hear them.
But he said, Nay, father Abraham, but if one from the dead should go to them, they will repent.
And he said to him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, not even if one rise from among [the] dead will they be persuaded.