1 Now a certain man was sick, Lazarus of Bethany, of the village of Mary and Martha her sister.
2 And Mary was she who anointed the Lord with perfume, and wiped his feet with her hairwhose brother Lazarus was sick.
3 The sisters, therefore, sent out unto him, sayingLord, see! he whom thou tenderly lovest, is sick.
4 But Jesus hearing, saidThis sickness, is not unto death, but for the glory of God,that the Son of God may be glorified thereby.
5 Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus.
6 When, therefore, he heard that he was sick, then, indeed, he abode in the place where he was, two days.
7 Then, after this, he saith unto the disciplesLet us be leading on into Judaea, again.
8 The disciples say unto himRabbi! just now, were the Jews seeking to stone theeand, again, goest thou thither?
9 Jesus answeredAre there not, twelve hours, in the day? If one walk in the day, he doth no stumble, because, the light of this world, he seeth;
10 But, if one walk in the night, he stumbleth, because, the light, is not in him.
11 These things, he said, and, after this, he saith unto themLazarus, our dear friend, hath fallen asleep; but I am going, that I may awake him.
12 The disciples, therefore, said unto himLord! if he have fallen asleep, he will recover.
13 But Jesus had spoken concerning his death; whereas, they, supposed that, concerning the taking of rest in sleep, he had been speaking.
14 Jesus, therefore, then, said unto them, plainly,Lazarus, died;