1 A certayne man was sicke named Lazarus of Bethania the toune of Mary and her sister Martha.
2 It was that Mary which annoynted Iesus with oyntment and wyped his fete with her heere whose brother Lazarus was sicke
3 and his sisters sent vnto him sayinge. Lorde behold he whom thou lovest is sicke.
4 When Iesus hearde yt he sayd: this infirmite is not vnto deth but for ye laude of God that the sonne of God myght be praysed by the reason of it.
5 Iesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus.
6 After he hearde that he was sicke then aboode he two dayes still in the same place where he was.
7 Then after that sayd he to his disciples: let us goo into Iewry agayne.
8 His disciples sayde vnto him. Master the Iewes lately sought meanes to stone the and wilt thou goo thyther agayne?
9 Iesus answered: are ther not twelve houres in ye daye? Yf a man walke in ye daye he stombleth not because he seith the lyght of this worlde.
10 But yf a ma walke in ye nyght he stombleth because ther is no lyght in him.
11 This sayde he and after yt he sayde vnto the: oure frende Lazarus slepeth but I goo to wake him out of slepe.
12 Then sayde his disciples: Lorde yf he slepe he shall do well ynough.
13 How be it Iesus spake of his deeth: but they thought yt he had spoke of ye naturall slepe.
14 Then sayde Iesus vnto the playnly Lazarus is deed