He prayed more fervently, and he was in such agony of spirit that his sweat fell to the ground like great drops of blood.

耶稣极其伤痛，祷告更加恳切，汗珠如大血点滴在地上。

耶稣非常痛苦焦虑，祷告更加恳切，汗如大血点滴在地上。〕

耶稣非常痛苦焦虑，祷告更加恳切，汗如大血点滴在地上。〕

祂心中极其悲痛，祷告更恳切，汗珠如血滴在地上。

耶稣在极大的痛苦中，祷告更加恳切；他的汗珠变得像大血滴，落在地上。

耶穌極其傷痛，禱告更加懇切，汗珠如大血點滴在地上。

耶穌非常痛苦焦慮，禱告更加懇切，汗如大血點滴在地上。〕

耶穌非常痛苦焦慮，禱告更加懇切，汗如大血點滴在地上。〕

祂心中極其悲痛，禱告更懇切，汗珠如血滴在地上。

耶穌在劇烈的精神掙扎中，禱告越迫切；他的汗珠就像大血點滴落在地上。

耶穌在極大的痛苦中，禱告更加懇切；他的汗珠變得像大血滴，落在地上。

耶穌傷痛、祈禱愈切、汗如滴血落地、

耶穌憯怛、祈禱愈切、汗如滴血下地、

耶穌悚惕哀慟、祈禱愈切、汗如血滴落於地、

時耶穌憂鬱至極、祈禱彌切、汗如血珠、滴滴入地、

And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.

Because he was very sad and troubled, he prayed even harder. His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.

And being in agony he prayed more earnestly; and his sweat became like great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

Being in anguish, he prayed more fervently, and his sweat became like drops of blood falling to the ground.

And being in agony, He was praying very fervently; and His sweat became like drops of blood, falling down upon the ground].

And being in agony, He prayed more earnestly. Then His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly; and his sweat became as it were great drops of blood falling down upon the ground.

Being in anguish, He prayed more fervently, and His sweat became like drops of blood falling to the ground.

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 in his anguish he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.]

Being in agony he prayed more earnestly. His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down on the ground.

“ Does it mean nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look around and see if there is any suffering like mine, which the Lord brought on me when he erupted in fierce anger.

My enemies surround me like a herd of bulls; fierce bulls of Bashan have hemmed me in!Like lions they open their jaws against me, roaring and tearing into their prey.My life is poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax, melting within me.My strength has dried up like sunbaked clay. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have laid me in the dust and left me for dead.My enemies surround me like a pack of dogs; an evil gang closes in on me. They have pierced my hands and feet.I can count all my bones. My enemies stare at me and gloat.They divide my garments among themselves and throw dice for my clothing.O Lord, do not stay far away! You are my strength; come quickly to my aid!Save me from the sword; spare my precious life from these dogs.Snatch me from the lion’s jaws and from the horns of these wild oxen.

While Jesus was here on earth, he offered prayers and pleadings, with a loud cry and tears, to the one who could rescue him from death. And God heard his prayers because of his deep reverence for God.

They threw me into a pit and dropped stones on me.The water rose over my head, and I cried out,“ This is the end!”But I called on your name, Lord, from deep within the pit.You heard me when I cried,“ Listen to my pleading! Hear my cry for help!”

Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else?

I lift my hands to you in prayer. I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain. InterludeCome quickly, Lord, and answer me, for my depression deepens. Don’t turn away from me, or I will die.

But it was the Lord’s good plan to crush him and cause him grief. Yet when his life is made an offering for sin, he will have many descendants. He will enjoy a long life, and the Lord’s good plan will prosper in his hands.

From the depths of despair, O Lord, I call for your help.Hear my cry, O Lord. Pay attention to my prayer.

My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far away when I groan for help?Every day I call to you, my God, but you do not answer. Every night I lift my voice, but I find no relief.

Rescue me from the mud; don’t let me sink any deeper! Save me from those who hate me, and pull me from these deep waters.Don’t let the floods overwhelm me, or the deep waters swallow me, or the pit of death devour me.Answer my prayers, O Lord, for your unfailing love is wonderful. Take care of me, for your mercy is so plentiful.Don’t hide from your servant; answer me quickly, for I am in deep trouble!Come and redeem me; free me from my enemies.

He said,“ I cried out to the Lord in my great trouble, and he answered me. I called to you from the land of the dead, and Lord, you heard me!You threw me into the ocean depths, and I sank down to the heart of the sea. The mighty waters engulfed me; I was buried beneath your wild and stormy waves.

This left Jacob all alone in the camp, and a man came and wrestled with him until the dawn began to break.When the man saw that he would not win the match, he touched Jacob’s hip and wrenched it out of its socket.Then the man said,“ Let me go, for the dawn is breaking!” But Jacob said,“ I will not let you go unless you bless me.”“ What is your name?” the man asked. He replied,“ Jacob.”“ Your name will no longer be Jacob,” the man told him.“ From now on you will be called Israel, because you have fought with God and with men and have won.”

O Lord, God of my salvation, I cry out to you by day. I come to you at night.Now hear my prayer; listen to my cry.For my life is full of troubles, and death draws near.I am as good as dead, like a strong man with no strength left.They have left me among the dead, and I lie like a corpse in a grave. I am forgotten, cut off from your care.You have thrown me into the lowest pit, into the darkest depths.Your anger weighs me down; with wave after wave you have engulfed me. InterludeYou have driven my friends away by making me repulsive to them. I am in a trap with no way of escape.My eyes are blinded by my tears. Each day I beg for your help, O Lord; I lift my hands to you for mercy.Are your wonderful deeds of any use to the dead? Do the dead rise up and praise you? InterludeCan those in the grave declare your unfailing love? Can they proclaim your faithfulness in the place of destruction?Can the darkness speak of your wonderful deeds? Can anyone in the land of forgetfulness talk about your righteousness?O Lord, I cry out to you. I will keep on pleading day by day.O Lord, why do you reject me? Why do you turn your face from me?I have been sick and close to death since my youth. I stand helpless and desperate before your terrors.Your fierce anger has overwhelmed me. Your terrors have paralyzed me.They swirl around me like floodwaters all day long. They have engulfed me completely.You have taken away my companions and loved ones. Darkness is my closest friend.

“ Now my soul is deeply troubled. Should I pray,‘ Father, save me from this hour’? But this is the very reason I came!

I waited patiently for the Lord to help me, and he turned to me and heard my cry.He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire. He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.He has given me a new song to sing, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see what he has done and be amazed. They will put their trust in the Lord.