1 Now a certain man was sick, Lazarus of Bethany, of the village of Mary and her sister Martha.

2 And it was that Mary who anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.

3 The sisters therefore sent to him, saying, Lord, look, he whom you love is sick.

4 But when Jesus heard it, he said, This sickness is not to death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God may be glorified by it.

5 Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus.

6 When therefore he heard that he was sick, he stayed at that time two days in the place where he was.

7 Then after this he says to the disciples, Let us go into Judea again.

8 The disciples say to him, Rabbi, the Jews were but now seeking to stone you; and do you go there again?

9 Jesus answered, Are there not twelve hours in the day? If a man walks in the day, he does not stumble, because he sees the light of this world.

10 But if a man walks in the night, he stumbles, because the light is not in him.

11 These things he spoke: and after this he says to them, Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep.

12 The disciples therefore said to him, Lord, if he has fallen asleep, he will recover.

13 Now Jesus had spoken of his death: but they thought that he spoke of taking rest in sleep.

14 Then Jesus therefore said to them plainly, Lazarus is dead.