Had He not often thought of death, and in His mind felt quite reconciled to it?
Did He not know that the Heavenly Father would receive Him?
Only He still belonged to this sweet life below, and still the way was open to Him to escape death.

Is His soul so weak now that it is troubled by the prospect of the enemy at hand, ready to seize Him?
Can He not go over the mountain to Jericho, into the wilderness, to the sea?
No, not flight.

Of His own free will He is to appear before the judges in order to stand by what He said.

Ah! but this surrender to the powers He had offended means death.

He sank down on the ground so that His head touched the grass, as if He would draw the earth to Him with eager arms.