It was the foreigners.

They have ever been the ruin of our nation! Every one knows who crucified Him at the desire of the people." It was high time that he should defend himself.

The voices grew ever louder: It was the High Priests who had goaded on the people and judges! They are guilty---- "Silence! He still lives!" All looks were centred on the cross.
Jesus turned His head to the crowd and muttered in His weakness: "I am thirsty! I am thirsty!" The captain ordered a sponge to be dipped in vinegar, and reached up to Him on a stick so that the dying man might sip the moisture.
A young woman with her hair flowing loose lay among the rocks.

She kneeled, and, supporting her elbows on the ground, wailed softly: "O Saviour, Saviour! My sins!" He looked once again at His dear ones.

Then He lifted His head quickly and uttered a cry to Heaven: "Father, receive My soul! My Father! Do not forsake Me!" He looked upwards, gazed at the heavens with wide-opened eyes, then His head dropped and fell on His breast.
John sank to the ground, covering his face with his hands.