When the sun was setting, everyone who had any friends suffering from various diseases brought them to him. He placed his hands on each of them and began healing them.

The others were furious and began to discuss with each other what they could do to Jesus.

They're like little children who sit in the marketplace and shout to each other, "A wedding song we played for you, the dance you all did scorn. A woeful dirge we chanted, too, but then you would not mourn.'

The Lord replied to him, "You hypocrites! Doesn't each of you on the Sabbath untie his ox or donkey and lead it out of its stall to give it some water?

"So he called for each of his master's debtors. He asked the first, "How much do you owe my master?'

So Herod and Pilate became friends with each other that very day. Before this they had been enemies.

They were talking with each other about all these things that had taken place.

He asked them, "What are you discussing with each other as you're walking along?" They stood still and looked gloomy.

Then they asked each other, "Our hearts kept burning within us as he was talking to us on the road and explaining the Scriptures to us, didn't they?"