Could please spare me some food? I would take even the scraps that fall from your table.
No, go away!
In time both Lazarus and the Rich man die. Lazarus is carried by angels to heaven and the rich man goes to hell.
Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus so that he may dip the tip of his finger in water and cool off my tongue, for I am in agony in this flame.
Child, remember that during your life you received your good things, and likewise Lazarus bad things; but now he is being comforted here, and you are in agony. And besides all this, between us and you there is a great chasm fixed, so that those who wish to come over from here to you will not be able, and that none may cross over from there to us.
No, father Abraham, but if someone goes to them from the dead, they will repent!
Then I beg you, father, that you send him to my father’s house, for I have five brothers, in order that he may warn them, so that they will not also come to this place of torment.
If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be persuaded even if someone rises from the dead.
They have Moses and the Prophets; let them hear them