Prayer
Luke 22:31-53, John 17:1-18:11 After the supper that we call the last, Jesus and disciples departed. They came to the Mount of Olives, where Jesus prayed, broken hearted. As Jesus came to Gethsemane. He told his disciples to stay. He took Peter and James and James' brother John. Departing further He fell down to pray. Oh Father, if possible let this cup pass. But your will be done, not mine. Then He came back to Peter and the other two. He'd only been gone a short time. He woke them and asked, could you not watch one hour? For they were all fast asleep. He said watch and pray that you are not tempted. The spirit's willing but the flesh is weak. Again Jesus prayed to the Father. You know the hour has come. I have glorified you on earth, and the work you gave me is done. Then Jesus prayed for His disciples, and He prayed for you and I. He said I pray not just for these, but believers for whom I will die. Jesus prayed, the glory you gave to me, now Father please give it to them. That they might be perfect and loved by you and forever dwell where I am. Again He returned. They were sleeping. So a third time He went and prayed. When He came back they slept. He said rise up let's go, for soon I will be betrayed. While He spoke Judas came with a band carrying swords, and a sign that no one would miss. Though it's dark you will know which one is my Lord. He's the one I'll betray with a kiss. When the band came to Jesus, He asked who do you seek? They said Jesus. He said I am he. Then He asked them again, and they answered the same. So He told them, men, you seek me. They grabbed and held Jesus but true to his word, Peter drew out his sword. He cut off the ear of the high priest's servant in an attempt to defend his Lord. Jesus said Peter put away that weapon. If I just one word proclaim, legions of angels will destroy this crowd, but tonight is why I came. Jesus turned to the crowd, why bring your swords? I taught openly everyday. They took Jesus prisoner, and as He prophesied, the disciples ran away.
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