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Now there was a certain man sick, named Lazarus, of Bethania, of the town of Mary and of Martha her sister.
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(And Mary was she that anointed the Lord with ointment and wiped his feet with her hair: whose brother Lazarus was sick.)
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His sisters therefore sent to him, saying: Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick.
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And 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.
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Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister Mary and Lazarus.
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When he had heard therefore that he was sick, he still remained in the same place two days.
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Then after that, he said to his disciples: Let us go into Judea again.
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The disciples say to him: Rabbi, the Jews but now sought to stone thee. And goest thou thither again?
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Jesus 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:
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But if he walk in the night, he stumbleth, because the light is not in him.
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These 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.