³³ and he taketh Peter, and James, and John with him, and began to be amazed, and to be very heavy,

⁴⁴ and having been in agony, he was more earnestly praying, and his sweat became, as it were, great drops of blood falling upon the ground.

³⁷ And he did not suffer any one to follow with him, except Peter, and James, and John the brother of James;

⁷ who in the days of his flesh both prayers and supplications unto Him who was able to save him from death -- with strong crying and tears -- having offered up, and having been heard in respect to that which he feared,

² And after six days doth Jesus take Peter, and James, and John, and bringeth them up to a high mount by themselves, alone, and he was transfigured before them,

¹⁶ And, walking by the sea of Galilee, he saw Simon, and Andrew his brother, casting a drag into the sea, for they were fishers,

¹⁷ and Jesus said to them, `Come ye after me, and I shall make you to become fishers of men;'

¹⁸ and immediately, having left their nets, they followed him.

¹⁹ And having gone on thence a little, he saw James of Zebedee, and John his brother, and they were in the boat refitting the nets,

³⁷ And having taken Peter, and the two sons of Zebedee, he began to be sorrowful, and to be very heavy;

³⁸ then saith he to them, `Exceedingly sorrowful is my soul -- unto death; abide ye here, and watch with me.'

¹⁰ And Jehovah hath delighted to bruise him, He hath made him sick, If his soul doth make an offering for guilt, He seeth seed -- he prolongeth days, And the pleasure of Jehovah in his hand doth prosper.

¹⁴ Why, O Jehovah, castest Thou off my soul? Thou hidest Thy face from me.

¹⁵ I `am' afflicted, and expiring from youth, I have borne Thy terrors -- I pine away.

¹⁶ Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,

¹ To the Overseer. -- `On the Lilies,' by David. Save me, O God, for come have waters unto the soul.

² I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.

³ I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.

¹¹ My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.