"Now there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, living in luxury every day.
A certain beggar, named El'azar, was laid at his gate, full of sores,
and desiring to be fed with the crumbs that fell from the rich man's table. Yes, even the dogs came and licked his sores.
It happened that the beggar died, and that he was carried away by the angels to Avraham's bosom. The rich man also died, and was buried.
In She'ol, he lifted up his eyes, being in torment, and saw Avraham far off, and El'azar at his bosom.
He cried and said, 'Father Avraham, have mercy on me, and send El'azar, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue! For I am in anguish in this flame.'
"But Avraham said, 'Son, remember that you, in your lifetime, received your good things, and El'azar, in like manner, bad things. But now here he is comforted and you are in anguish.
Besides all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed, that those who want to pass from here to you are not able, and that none may cross over from there to us.'
"He said, 'I ask you therefore, father, that you would send him to my father's house;
for I have five brothers, that he may testify to them, lest they also come into this place of torment.'
"But Avraham said to him, 'They have Moshe and the prophets. Let them listen to them.'
"He said, 'No, father Avraham, but if one goes to them from the dead, they will repent.'
"He said to him, 'If they don't listen to Moshe and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded if one rises from the dead.'"