So Pilate asked him, “Are you the king of the Jews?” He replied, “You say so.”

And a voice came from heaven: “You are my one dear Son; in you I take great delight.”

And whenever the unclean spirits saw him, they fell down before him and cried out, “You are the Son of God.”

He asked them, “But who do you say that I am?” Peter answered him, “You are the Christ.”

Jesus said to him, “I tell you the truth, today – this very night – before a rooster crows twice, you will deny me three times.”

He said, “Abba, Father, all things are possible for you. Take this cup away from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will.”

When she saw Peter warming himself, she looked directly at him and said, “You also were with that Nazarene, Jesus.”

But he denied it: “I don’t even understand what you’re talking about!” Then he went out to the gateway, and a rooster crowed.

But he was silent and did not answer. Again the high priest questioned him, “Are you the Christ, the Son of the Blessed One?”