Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow: and much people of the city was with her.

Then said Jesus unto them plainly, Lazarus is dead.

Therefore his sisters sent unto him, saying, Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick.

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

Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his children, because he {was} the son of his old age: and he made him a coat of {many} colours. {colours: or, pieces}

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.

Son of man, behold, I take away from thee the desire of thine eyes with a stroke: yet neither shalt thou mourn nor weep, neither shall thy tears run down. {run down: Heb. go}

And Joseph dreamed a dream, and he told {it} his brethren: and they hated him yet the more.

As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you; and ye shall be comforted in Jerusalem.

And it came to pass after these things, {that} the son of the woman, the mistress of the house, fell sick; and his sickness was so sore, that there was no breath left in him.

(Yea, a sword shall pierce through thy own soul also,) that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed.

Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee. {that...: Heb. from having compassion}

Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow: and much people of the city was with her.