Now Bethany was near Jerusalem, less than two miles away.
The winepress was trampled outside the city, and blood came out of the winepress, up to the horses’ bridles, for one hundred and eighty-six miles.
The city lies as a square, its length as long as its width. He measured the city with the rod: one thousand four hundred miles. Its length and breadth and height are equal.
Now a man was sick, Lazarus from Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha.
So when they had rowed about three or four miles, they saw Jesus walking on the sea and coming near the boat. And they were afraid.
Now that same day two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem.
And He left them and went out of the city into Bethany, and He lodged there.