But at his gate lay<n id="1" /> a poor man named Lazarus<n id="2" /> whose body was covered with sores,<n id="3" />

<p class="bodytext">Then Jesus told them plainly, &#8220;Lazarus has died,

<t /><p class="bodytext">Now a certain man named Lazarus was sick. He was from Bethany, the village where Mary and her sister Martha lived.<n id="1" />

(Now it was Mary who anointed the Lord with perfumed oil<n id="1" /> and wiped his feet dry with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.)<n id="2" />

<p class="bodytext">After he said this, he added,<n id="1" /> &#8220;Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep.<n id="2" /> But I am going there to awaken him.&#8221;

<t /><p class="bodytext">Then, six days before the Passover, Jesus came to Bethany, where Lazarus lived, whom he<n id="1" /> had raised from the dead.

So they prepared a dinner for Jesus<n id="1" /> there. Martha<n id="2" /> was serving, and Lazarus was among those present at the table<n id="3" /> with him.

But Abraham said, &#8216;Child,<n id="1" /> remember that in your lifetime you received your good things and Lazarus likewise bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in anguish.<n id="2" />