For his disciples had gone into the town to buy food.

"I have food to eat," he answered, "of which you know nothing."

"My food," replied Jesus, "is to do the will of him who sent me, and to complete his work.

Work, not for the food that perishes, but for the food that lasts for Immortal Life, which the Son of Man will give you; for upon him the Father--God himself--has set the seal of his approval."

He who takes my flesh for his food, and drinks my blood, has Immortal Life; and I will raise him up at the Last Day.

For my flesh is true food, and my blood true drink.

He who takes my flesh for his food, and drinks my blood, remains united to me, and I to him.

As the Living Father sent me as his Messenger, and as I live because the Father lives, so he who takes me for his food shall live because I live.

That is the Bread which has come down from Heaven--not such as your ancestors ate, and yet died; he who takes this Bread for his food shall live for ever."

This Mary, whose brother Lazarus was ill, was the Mary who anointed the Master with perfume, and wiped his feet with her hair.

When Mary came where Jesus was and saw him, she threw herself at his feet. "Master," she exclaimed, "if you had been here, my brother would not have died!"

The dead man came out, wrapped hand and foot in a winding- sheet; his face, too, had been wrapped in a cloth. "Set him free," said Jesus, "and let him go."

So Mary took a pound of choice spikenard perfume of great value, and anointed the feet of Jesus with it, and then wiped them with her hair. The whole house was filled with the scent of the perfume.

He then poured some water into the basin, and began to wash the disciples' feet, and to wipe them with the towel which was tied round him.

When he came to Simon Peter, Peter said: "You, Master! Are you going to wash my feet?"

"You shall never wash my feet!" exclaimed Peter. "Unless I wash you," answered Jesus, "you have nothing in common with me."

"Then, Master, not my feet only," exclaimed Simon Peter, "but also my hands and my head."

"He who has bathed," replied Jesus, "has no need to wash, unless it be his feet, but is altogether clean; and you," he said to the disciples, "are clean, yet not all of you."

When he had washed their feet, and had put on his upper garments and taken his place, he spoke to them again. "Do you understand what I have been doing to you?" he asked.

If I, then--'the Master' and 'the Teacher'--have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another's feet;

And perceived two angels clothed in white sitting there, where the body of Jesus had been lying, one where the head and the other where the feet had been.

When breakfast was over, Jesus said to Simon Peter: "Simon, son of John, do you love me more than the others?" "Yes, Master," he answered, "you know that I am your friend." "Feed my lambs," said Jesus.

The third time, Jesus said to him: "Simon, son of John, are you my friend?" Peter was hurt at his third question being 'Are you my friend?'; and exclaimed: "Master, you know everything! You can tell that I am your friend." "Feed my sheep," said Jesus.