Now a certain man was sick, named Lazarus, of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha.

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

Now there was leaning on Jesus' bosom one of his disciples, whom Jesus loved.

And he said, Take now your son, your only son Isaac, whom you love, and get you into the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell you of.

But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the noble, in whom is all my delight.

For he longed after you all, and was full of heaviness, because you had heard that he had been sick.

For indeed he was sick near unto death: but God had mercy on him; and not on him only, but on me also, lest I should have sorrow upon sorrow.

Erastus remained at Corinth: but Trophimus have I left at Miletus sick.

For whom the Lord loves he chastens, and scourges every son whom he receives.

If you endure chastening, God deals with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chastens not?

Is any sick among you? let him call for the elders of the church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord:

And the prayer of faith shall deliver the sick, and the Lord shall raise him up; and if he has committed sins, they shall be forgiven him.

As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent.