He said, "I am a voice of one who cries aloud in the desert, 'Make straight the way of the Lord,' as said the prophet Isaiah."

"Sir!" exclaimed the woman, "give me this water, so that I may not be thirsty, nor come all this way to draw water."

Jesus answered. "Go your way. Your son lives." And the man believed the word which Jesus spoke to him, and started to go home.

And when he was already on his way down, his slaves met him, saying that his boy was living.

"The world cannot hate you, but me it does hate, because I am bearing testimony against it, that its ways are wicked.

Then Jesus said to them. "Still for a little longer I am with you, and then I am going my way to him who sent me.

When he spoke in this way, many of the Jews believed in him.

"In solemn truth I tell you that whoever does not enter the sheepfold by the door, but climbs up some other way, that man is a thief and a robber;

"What are we going to do?" they said, "now that this man is performing many signs?" If we leave him alone, this way, every one will believe on him, and the Romans will come and rob us of both our sacred place and of our people."

And the way is known to you all, where I am going."

"We do not know where you are going Lord," said Thomas, "so how can we know the way?"

Jesus answered him. "I am the Way, the Truth and the Life. No man ever comes to the Father but by me.

"But now I go my way to Him who sent me, yet none of you asks me, 'Where are you going?'

"I have already told you that I am he," said Jesus. "If, then, you are looking for me, let these go their way."

When he had spoken these words, one of the police standing by gave him a blow with his hand, saying as he did so, "Is that the way you answer the high priest?"