And, going forward a little, he fell upon his face, offering prayer, and saying—My Father! If it is possible, let this cup pass from me,—Nevertheless, not as, I, will, but as, thou, wilt.
The Pharisee, taking his stand, these things unto himself was praying: O God! I thank thee, that I am not like the rest of men,—extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or, even as this tax-collector;
But, the tax-collector, afar off, standing,—would not so much as lift up, his eyes, unto heaven, but kept smiting his own breast saying—O God! be propitiated unto me, the sinner!
But Peter, putting them all outside, knelt down and prayed; and, turning towards the body, said—Tabitha, arise! And she, opening her eyes and seeing Peter, sat up.
And, when it came to pass that we had completed the days, we went forth, and continued our journey, all of them accompanying us, with wives and children, as far as outside the city; and, kneeling down on the beach in prayer,
Who, in the days of his flesh, having offered up, both supplications and entreaties unto him that was able to save him out of death, with mighty outcries and tears, and been hearkened to by reason of his devoutness,