orse back to the valley, and went himself gladly and humbly along
with the Galileans to Jerusalem.

When, after some days, they reached the Mount of Olives, whence they
had first looked on the metropolis, there, standing on the rocks, was
Jesus. There He stood, just as He had always been, and the disciples
felt exactly as they had in the times past when He was always with
them. They stood round Him in a circle, and He looked at them
lovingly. And suddenly they heard Him ask in a low voice: "Do you love
Me?"

"Lord," they answered, "we love You."

He asked again: "Do you love Me?"

They said: "Lord, You know that we love You."

Then He asked for a third time; "Do you love Me?"

And they exclaimed all together: "We cannot tell in words, O Lord, how
we love You!"

"Then go forth. Go to the poor, and comfort them; to the sinners, and
raise them up. Go to all nations, and teach them all that I have told
you. Those who believe in Me will be blessed. I am the way, the
truth, and the life. I go now to My Father. My spirit and My strength
I leave to you: light to the eyes, the word to the tongue, love to the
heart. And mercy to sinners----"

Thus they heard Him speak, and lo!--there was no one there except the
disciples. Two footmarks were impressed on the stone. The heavens
above were still; they bowed their heads, then watched how He ascended
to the clouds, how He hovered in the light, how He went to the Father,
to whom also we shall go through our Saviour, Jesus Christ.

CHAPTER XXXIX

My Father and my God! I thank Thee that Thou hast permitted me to
behold the Life, the Passion, and the Resurrection of Thy Son, and to
steep myself in His words and promises during this terrible time. In
the torture of suspense, which is more dreadful than death, I have won
courage from the great events of His life, and received consolation
from the appearance of my Redeemer upon earth. My hope has been
strengthened by the saints of old who repented. For the sake of the
crucified Saviour, O Lord, put mercy into my King's heart. If it is
God's will that I die, then let me die like Dismas. Only pardon me.
In the name of Jesus, I implore Thee, O Father, for mercy! Have mercy
on me, a sinner. Amen.

CONCLUSION

Such is the story. It was written by a common workman awaiting
sentence of death in a prison cell. The last prayer was written
exactly six weeks after his condemnation.

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