Therefore his sisters sent unto him, saying, Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick.
Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus.
As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent.
Erastus abode at Corinth: but Trophimus have I left at Miletum sick.
Now there was leaning on Jesus' bosom one of his disciples, whom Jesus loved.
Then said the Jews, Behold how he loved him!
These things said he: and after that he saith unto them, Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep.
But to the saints that are in the earth, And to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
And he said, Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of.
Now a certain man was sick, named Lazarus, of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha.
And when the Lord saw her, he had compassion on her, and said unto her, Weep not.
(It was that Mary which anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.)
Then said Martha unto Jesus, Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died.
Ye call me Master and Lord: and ye say well; for so I am.