19  Now there was a rich man and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, making good cheer in splendour every day. 20  And there was a poor man, by name Lazarus, who was laid at his gateway full of sores, 21  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. 22  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. 23  And in hades lifting up his eyes, being in torments, he sees Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom. 24  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. 25  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. 26  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.