The snares of death encompassed me; the pangs of Sheol laid hold on me; I suffered distress and anguish.
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all the day I go about mourning.
In the days of his flesh, Jesus offered up prayers and supplications, with loud cries and tears, to him who was able to save him from death, and he was heard because of his reverence.
And being in agony he prayed more earnestly; and his sweat became like great drops of blood falling down to the ground.