20 And a certain poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, lay at his gate,
21 and was longing to be filled with what fell from the table of the rich man. But even the dogs came and licked his sores.
22 Now it happened that the poor man died, and he was carried away by the angels to Abraham’s side. And the rich man also died and was buried.
23 And in Hades he lifted up his eyes as he was in torment and saw Abraham from a distance, and Lazarus at his side.
24 And he called out and said, ‘Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus so that he could dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am suffering pain in this flame!’
25 But Abraham said, ‘Child, remember that you received your good things during your life, and Lazarus likewise bad things. But now he is comforted here, but you are suffering pain.
26 And in addition to all these things, a great chasm has been established between us and you, so that those who want to cross over from here to you are not able to do so, nor can they cross over from there to us.’