compasses me! The
burden of God's judgment lies upon me! Oh, the sins! Oh, the sins of
mankind! They weigh me down. Oh, the fearful burden; oh, the
bitterness of this cup!" Then coming to the grotto again, he cried,
"My Father!" and falling down he prayed, "If it is not possible that
this hour pass away from me, thy will be done! Thy holiest will!
Father! Thy son! Hear him!"

Then from out of the darkness a bright and shining angel in white
apparel and with radiant wings descended upon him. And out of the
silence were heard these words, "O, Son of Man, sanctify the Father's
will! Look upon the blessedness which will proceed from thy struggles.
The Father has laid it upon thee to become the sacrifice for sinful
man. Carry it through to the end. The Father will glorify thee!"

Then said Jesus, "Yes, most Holy Father, I adore thy Providence; I will
complete the work--to reconcile--to save, to bless!" Then standing up
he cried in a more joyous tone, "Strengthened by thy word, O Father! I
go joyfully to meet that to which thou hast called me, as the
substitute for sinful man."

With lighter step he returned to the place where the three disciples
lay slumbering peacefully. He looked upon them and said, "Sleep now
and take your rest."

Peter, hearing his voice, said, "What is it, master?"

Then all three answered, "Behold, we are ready."

Then said Jesus, "The hour is come; the son of man is betrayed into the
hands of sinners. Rise, let us be going."

Even as he spoke these words the tramp of armed men was heard in the
immediate neighborhood of the garden mingled with loud cries of
denunciation and vengeance.

"What is that uproar?" said the apostles.

"Come," said Philip, who hurried from behind with the rest of the
eight, "Come, let us gather around the master." At that word the
disciples hastened forward.

"Behold," said Jesus, "he who betrayeth me is at hand." The disciples
looked in the direction which Jesus indicated, and there by the flaring
light of the braziers carried by the Temple Watch, they saw Judas
advancing at the head of his band.

"What does this multitude want?" said Andrew.

For an answer all the disciples cried as with one voice, "Alas! we are
undone!"

"And see," cried John, "Judas is at their head."

Even as he said this, Judas, with long and stealthy steps, sprang
forward, looking from side to side as he came, until he stopped
immediately behind Jesus; then standing