Jerusalem! Jerusalem! that kills the prophets, and stones those sent to her! how often did I wish to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, that kills the prophets, and stones those sent to her; how often I wished to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her own brood under her wings, and ye would not! Behold, your house is abandoned to you!

Then they returned to Jerusalem from a mount called Olivet, which is near Jerusalem, a sabbath day's journey.

And, when about to go up to Jerusalem, Jesus took with Him the twelve disciples privately, and on the way He said to them,

"Behold, we are going up to Jerusalem, and the Son of Man will be delivered to the high-priests and scribes; and they will condemn Him to death;

And, when they drew near to Jerusalem, and came to Bethphage, to the mount of Olives, then Jesus sent two disciples.

And, when He entered into Jerusalem, all the city was startled, saying, "Who is this?"

who, when He was in Galilee, were following Him, and ministering to Him; and many other women who came up with Him to Jerusalem.