Although He was exhausted with the long wandering, and His feet almost refused their office, He still walked on ahead.

The disciples came behind, and when they reached the top of the hill they gave a great cry.

There opposite them on the tableland of the other hill lay the metropolis! In the morning sun it looked as if built of burnished gold, Solomon's Temple with its innumerable pinnacles overtopping everything.
Several of the disciples had never before been to Jerusalem, and a feeling of inspired reverence came over them at the sight of the Holy City of the kings and prophets.

Here--so thought Judas and many another--here will the glory begin for us.

They sat down under the olive-trees to rest and to put their clothes in order, while some even anointed their hair.