John 11:1-13 ▼

1 There laye one sicke, named Lazarus of Bethania, in ye towne of Mary & hir sister Martha.

2 It was yt Mary which anoynted ye LORDE wt oyntment, & dryed his fete wt hir heer, whose brother Lazarus laye sicke.)

3 The sent his sisters vnto hi, & sayde: LORDE, beholde, he who thou louest lyeth sicke.

4 Wha Iesus herde that, he sayde: This sicknesse is not vnto death, but for the prayse of God, yt the sonne of God maye be praysed there thorow.

5 Iesus loued Martha & hir sister, & Lazarus.

6 Now wha he herde that he was sicke, he abode two dayes in ye place where he was.

7 Afterwarde sayde he vnto his disciples: Let vs go agayne i to Iewry.

8 His disciples sayde vnto him: Master, lately wolde the Iewes haue stoned the, & wilt thou go thither agayne:

9 Iesus answered: Are there not twolue houres in ye daye? He yt walketh in the daye, stombleth not, for he seyeth ye light of this worlde.

10 But he that walketh in the night, stobleth: for there is no light in him.

11 This he spake, & after warde sayde he vnto the: Lazarus or frende slepeth, but I go to wake him out of slepe.

12 The sayde his disciples: LORDE, yf he slepe, he shal do well ynough

13 (Howbeyt Iesus spake of his death but they thought yt he had spoke of ye bodely slepe.)