Religious Studies, Sketches and PoemsStowe, Harriet Beecher
Religion
Religious Studies, Sketches and Poems
Stowe, Harriet Beecher
Religion
"Then cometh Jesus with them unto the place that is called
Gethsemane, and said to his disciples, Sit ye here while I go
and pray yonder. And he took with him Peter and James and John,
and began to be sore amazed, and to be very heavy (in extreme
anguish). And he said unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful,
even unto death; tarry ye here and watch with me, and pray that
ye enter not into temptation. And he went forward a little, and
fell on his face and prayed that, if it were possible, the hour
might pass from him, saying, My Father, if it be possible, let
this cup pass from me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as thou
wilt. And he cometh unto his disciples and findeth them asleep,
and saith unto Peter, What! could ye not watch with me one hour?
Watch and pray that ye enter not into temptation; the spirit
indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. He went away again the
second time, and prayed, and said, Abba, Father, all things are
possible unto thee; take away this cup from me; nevertheless,
not what I will, but what thou wilt. O my Father, if this cup
may not pass away from me except I drink it, thy will be done.
And he came and found them asleep again; for their eyes were
heavy, neither wist they what to answer him. And he left them
and went away the third time, and prayed, saying the same words.
And, being in an agony, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat
was as it were great drops of blood, falling down to the ground,
and there appeared to him an angel from heaven strengthening him.
"And when he rose up from prayer and was come to his disciples,
he findeth them sleeping for sorrow, and saith unto them, Sleep
on now--rest."
There seems here evidence that the anguish, whatever it was, had
passed, and that Jesus had returned to his habitual peace. He looks
with pity on the poor tired followers whose sympathy had failed him
just when he most needed it, and says, "Poor souls, let them sleep
for a little and rest."
After an interval he rouses them. "It is enough--the hour is come;
the Son of man is betrayed into the hand of sinners. Rise up; let us
go: behold, he is at hand that doth betray me."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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