BLB(i)
19 And there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, making good cheer in splendor every day.
20 And a certain poor man named Lazarus, being full of sores, was laid at his gate
21 and desiring to be fed from that falling from the table of the rich man; but even the dogs, coming, were licking his sores.
22 And it came to pass that the poor man died, and he was carried away by the angels into the bosom of Abraham. And the rich man also died and was buried.
23 And in Hades, having lifted up his eyes, being in torment, he sees Abraham from afar, and Lazarus in his bosom.
24 And having cried out, he said, ‘Father Abraham, have mercy on me and send Lazarus, that he might dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue; for I am suffering in this flame.’
25 And Abraham said, ‘Child, remember that you did fully receive your good things in your lifetime, and Lazarus likewise the evil things. But now he is comforted here, and you are suffering.
26 And besides all these things, a great chasm has been fixed between us and you, so that those desiring to pass from here to you are not able, nor can they pass from there to us.’
27 And he said, ‘Then I implore you, father, that you would send him to my father’s house—
28 for I have five brothers—so that he might warn them, that they also might not come to this place of torment.’