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John 17:1

A Conservative Version

Jesus spoke these things, and he lifted up his eyes to heaven, and said, Father, the hour has come. Glorify thy Son, that the Son may also glorify thee,

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And Jesus answered them saying, The hour has come that the Son of man should be glorified.

The God of Abraham, and of Isaac, and of Jacob, the God of our fathers, has glorified his Boy Jesus, whom ye actually delivered up and denied him in the presence of Pilate who preferred to release that man.

But he spoke this about the Spirit that those who believe in him were going to receive, for Holy Spirit was not yet, because Jesus was not yet glorified.

Men who, because of him, believe in God who raised him from the dead, and gave him glory, in order for your faith and hope to be in God.

But when Jesus heard, he said, This sickness is not about death, but for the glory of God, so that the Son of God may be glorified by it.

And he comes the third time, and says to them, Sleep the remaining, and take your rest...It is enough. The hour has come. Behold, the Son of man is betrayed into the hands of sinners.

To thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou who sit in the heavens.

So they took away the stone where the man who died was laying. And Jesus lifted up his eyes, and said, Father, I thank thee that thou heard me.

Jesus spoke these sayings in the treasury as he taught in the temple, and no man seized him, because his hour had not yet come.

They sought therefore to seize him, and yet no man laid a hand on him because his hour had not yet come.

Behold, the hour comes, and now has come, that ye will be scattered, each man to his own things, and ye will leave me alone. And yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me.

Now before the feast of the Passover, Jesus, having seen that his hour has come that he would depart out of this world to his Father, having loved his own in the world, he loved them to the end.

When I was with you daily in the temple, ye did not stretch forth hands against me. But this is your hour, and the power of darkness.

But the tax collector, having stood from afar, would not even lift his eyes to the sky, but beat upon his breast, saying, God, be thou merciful to me a sinful man.

Like a swallow [or] a crane, so I chattered. I moaned as a dove. My eyes fail [with looking] upward. O LORD, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.




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