The Death of Lazarus

11:1 Now a certain man named Lazarus was sick. He was from Bethany, the village where Mary and her sister Martha lived.1 11:2 (Now it was Mary who anointed the Lord with perfumed oil2 and wiped his feet dry with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.)3 11:3 So the sisters sent a message4 to Jesus,5 “Lord, look, the one you love is sick.” 11:4 When Jesus heard this, he said, “This sickness will not lead to death,6 but to God’s glory,7 so that the Son of God may be glorified through it.”8 11:5 (Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus.)9

11:6 So when he heard that Lazarus10 was sick, he remained in the place where he was for two more days. 11:7 Then after this, he said to his disciples, “Let us go to Judea again.”11 11:8 The disciples replied,12 “Rabbi, the Jewish leaders13 were just now trying14 to stone you to death! Are15 you going there again?” 11:9 Jesus replied,16 “Are there not twelve hours in a day? If anyone walks around in the daytime, he does not stumble,17 because he sees the light of this world.18 11:10 But if anyone walks around at night,19 he stumbles,20 because the light is not in him.”

11:11 After he said this, he added,21 “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep.22 But I am going there to awaken him.” 11:12 Then the disciples replied,23 “Lord, if he has fallen asleep, he will recover.” 11:13 (Now Jesus had been talking about24 his death, but they25 thought he had been talking about real sleep.)26

11:14 Then Jesus told them plainly, “Lazarus has died, 11:15 and I am glad27 for your sake that I was not there, so that you may believe.28 But let us go to him.” 11:16 So Thomas (called Didymus29)30 said to his fellow disciples, “Let us go too, so that we may die with him.”31