1 Was and certain sick one, Lazarus, from Bethany, out of the village of Mary and Martha the sister of her.
2 (Was and Mary the having anointed the Lord with balsam, and wiped the feet of him with the hairs of herself; of whom the brother Lazarus was stick.)
3 Sent therefore the sisters to him, saying: O lord, lo, whom thou lovest is sick.
4 Having heard and the Jesus said: This the sickness not is to death, but on account of the glory of the God, that may be glorified the son of the God through her.
5 Loved now the Jesus the Martha, and the sister of her, and the Lazarus.
6 When then he heard, that he was sick, then indeed he abode in which he was place two days.
7 Then after this he says to the disciples: Let us go into the Judea again.
8 Say to him the disciples: Rabbi, now sought thee to stone the Jews, and again goest thou there?
9 Answered Jesus: Not twelve are hours of the day? If any one may walk in the day, not he stumbles, because the light of the world this he sees.
10 If but any one may walk in the night, he stumbles, because the light not is in him.
11 These things he said; and after this he says to them: Lazarus the friend of us is fallen asleep; but I go, that I may awake him.
12 Said then the disciples of him: O lord, if he is fallen asleep, he shall be saved.
13 Had spoken but the Jesus about the death of him; they but thought, that concerning the repose of the sleep he speaks.
14 Then therefore said to them the Jesus plainly: Lazarus died;