And there was a poor man named Lazarus,

And in hell he lifted up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham from afar, and Lazarus in his bosom.

And he cried out and said, Father Abraham, have pity on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.

And Abraham said, Son, remember that thou receivedst thy good things in thy life-time, and likewise Lazarus his evils: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented.

Now there was a certain person sick, to wit, Lazarus of Bethany, the town of Mary and Martha her sister.

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

Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus.

Therefore when He heard that Lazarus was sick, He stayed indeed two days in the place where He was:

Having thus answered them, He afterwards saith unto them, Our friend Lazarus is asleep; but I am going to awake him.

Then Jesus said to them plainly, Lazarus is dead:

And when He had said these things, He cried with a loud voice, Lazarus, come forth.

Jesus however, six days before the passover, came to Bethany, where Lazarus was, who had been dead, and whom He raised from the dead.

Therefore they made Him a supper there, and Martha waited at table, but Lazarus was one of them that sat down with Him.

And a great number of the Jews understanding that He was there, came not only on account of Jesus, but that they might see Lazarus also, whom He had raised from the dead.

Wherefore the chief priests took counsel to put Lazarus also to death.

And the people that were with Him testified, that He called Lazarus out of the grave, and raised him from the dead: