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

2 And Mary was the woman 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, behold, he whom thou love is sick.

4 But when Jesus heard, he said, This sickness is not about death, but for the glory of God, so 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 is sick, then he actually remained two days in that place he was.

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

8 The disciples say to him, Rabbi, the Jews were now seeking to stone thee, and thou 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 any man walks in the night, he stumbles, because the light is not in him.

11 He spoke these things, and after this he says to them, Our friend Lazarus has become asleep, but I go that I may awake him.

12 His disciples therefore said, Lord, if he has become asleep, he will be healed.

13 But Jesus had spoken about his death, but those men thought that he was speaking about the restfulness of sleep.

14 Therefore Jesus then said to them plainly, Lazarus died.