"Now there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, making merry in splendor every day. And a certain poor man, named Lazarus, full of sores, was laid at his gate, craving to be fed with the crumbs that fell from the rich man's table. Yea, even the dogs came and licked his sores. "Now it came to pass that the poor man died; and he was carried away by the angels into Abraham's bosom. Then the rich man also died and was buried. And in Hades he lifted up his eyes, being in torment, and seeth Abraham afar off and Lazarus on his bosom. And he cried out and 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 torture in this flame."
"But Abraham said, 'Child, remember that thou didst fully receive thy good things in thy lifetime, and Lazarus, likewise, evil things; but now he is comforted, and thou art suffering torture. And besides all this, between us and you a great chasm hath been fixed; so that they who would cross over from hence to you may not be able, neither can they cross over from thence to us."
"Then he said, 'I pray thee then, father, that thou wouldst send him to my father's house; for I have five brothers; that he may earnestly testify to them, that they may not also come into this place of torment." But Abraham saith, 'They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them." But he said, 'Nay, father Abraham; but if one from the dead go to them, they will repent." Then he saith to him, 'If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither would they be persuaded, though one should rise from the dead."