John 11:1–16

Now there was a certain man sick, named Lazarus, of Bethania, of the town of Mary and of Martha her sister.

²(And Mary was she that anointed the Lord with ointment and wiped his feet with her hair: whose brother Lazarus was sick.)

³His sisters therefore sent to him, saying: Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick.

⁴And Jesus hearing it, said to them: This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God: that the Son of God may be glorified by it.

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

⁶When he had heard therefore that he was sick, he still remained in the same place two days.

⁷Then after that, he said to his disciples: Let us go into Judea again.

⁸The disciples say to him: Rabbi, the Jews but now sought to stone thee. And goest thou thither again?

⁹Jesus answered: Are there not twelve hours of the day? If a man walk in the day he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world:

¹⁰But if he walk in the night, he stumbleth, because the light is not in him.

¹¹These things he said; and after that he said to them: Lazarus our friend sleepeth: but I go that I may awake him out of sleep.

¹²His disciples therefore said: Lord, if he sleep, he shall do well.

¹³But Jesus spoke of his death: and they thought that he spoke of the repose of sleep.

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

¹⁵And I am glad, for your sakes; that I was not there, that you may believe. But, let us go to him.

¹⁶Thomas therefore, who is called Didymus, said to his fellow disciples: Let us also go, that we may die with him.