ll, but as Thou wilt."

Thus does John's record concerning Peter testify to the triumph of his
Lord. But he also notes the immediate effect of Peter's mistaken zeal.
The captain and officers "bound Him." That was a strange, humiliating
sight, especially in connection with the Lord's words to Peter while
returning the sword to its sheath, "Thinkest thou that I cannot beseech
My Father, and He shall even now send Me more than twelve legions of
angels?" Wonderful words! fitting to be the last of the Lord's
utterances to a disciple in Gethsemane. With burning and just
indignation at His being bound, Jesus turned to His captors, saying,
"Are ye come out as against a robber, to seize Me?" As they closed
around Him His disciples were terrified with the fear of a like fate.
"And they all left Him and fled." Prophecy was fulfilled; the Shepherd
was smitten; the sheep were scattered.

Without the voice of friend or foe, the garden of Olivet was silent. One
had left it who, outliving his companions, gives us hints of his lone
meditations. The beloved disciple cherished memories of joyous yet sad
Gethsemane. He it was who longest remembered, and who alone preserved
the prophecy in the Upper Room, so soon fulfilled--"Ye shall be
scattered every man to his own, and shall leave Me alone."

In George Herbert's words we hear the Master cry,

"All My disciples fly! fear put a bar
Betwixt My friends and Me; they leave the star
Which brought the Wise Men from the East from far.
Was ever grief like Mine!"

_CHAPTER XXV_

_John in the High Priest's Palace_

"And they that had taken Jesus led Him away to the house of
Caiaphas the high priest, where the scribes and the elders were
gathered together."--_Matt._ xxvi. 57.

"Simon Peter followed Jesus, and so did another disciple. That
disciple ... entered in with Jesus into the court of the high
priest; but Peter was standing at the door without. So the other
disciple ... went out ... and brought in Peter."--_John_ xviii. 15,
16.

"Everywhere we find these two Apostles, Peter and John, in great
harmony together."--_Chrysostom._

"Bow down before thy King, My soul!
Earth's kings, before Him bow ye down;
Before Him monarchs humbly roll,--
Height, might, and splendor, throne and crown.
He in the mystic Land divine
The sceptre wields with valiant hand.
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