Verse 40

And he cometh unto the disciples, and findeth them asleep, and saith unto Peter, ‹What, could ye not watch with me one hour?›

Referenced Verses

  • Matt 25:5 : 5 ‹While the bridegroom tarried, they all slumbered and slept.›
  • Matt 26:35 : 35 Peter said unto him, Though I should die with thee, yet will I not deny thee. Likewise also said all the disciples.
  • Matt 26:43 : 43 And he came and found them asleep again: for their eyes were heavy.
  • Mark 14:37 : 37 And he cometh, and findeth them sleeping, and saith unto Peter, ‹Simon, sleepest thou? couldest not thou watch one hour?›
  • Luke 9:32 : 32 But Peter and they that were with him were heavy with sleep: and when they were awake, they saw his glory, and the two men that stood with him.
  • Luke 22:45 : 45 And when he rose up from prayer, and was come to his disciples, he found them sleeping for sorrow,
  • Judg 9:33 : 33 And it shall be, [that] in the morning, as soon as the sun is up, thou shalt rise early, and set upon the city: and, behold, [when] he and the people that [is] with him come out against thee, then mayest thou do to them as thou shalt find occasion.
  • 1 Sam 26:15-16 : 15 And David said to Abner, [Art] not thou a [valiant] man? and who [is] like to thee in Israel? wherefore then hast thou not kept thy lord the king? for there came one of the people in to destroy the king thy lord. 16 This thing [is] not good that thou hast done. [As] the LORD liveth, ye [are] worthy to die, because ye have not kept your master, the LORD'S anointed. And now see where the king's spear [is], and the cruse of water that [was] at his bolster.
  • 1 Kgs 20:11 : 11 And the king of Israel answered and said, Tell [him], Let not him that girdeth on [his harness] boast himself as he that putteth it off.
  • Matt 26:38 : 38 Then saith he unto them, ‹My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.›
  • Song 5:2 : 2 ¶ I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.