The voice of a man crying out in the wilderness: Prepare ye the way of Lord. Make his paths straight.

And Jesus said to them, Come ye behind me, and I will make you to become fishermen of men.

And a leper comes to him beseeching him, and kneeling down to him, and saying to him, If thou will thou can make me clean.

And it came to pass, that he was passing through the grain fields on the Sabbath day, and his disciples began to make a path while plucking the ears.

And he chided them much that they should not make him known.

Yet when it is sown, it goes up and becomes greater than all the plants, and it makes great branches, so that the birds of the sky can lodge under the shade of it.

And when he entered in, he says to them, Why do ye make a commotion, and weep? The child did not die, but sleeps.

And they were exceedingly astonished, saying, He has done all things well. He even makes the deaf to hear, and the mute to speak.

And having responded, Peter says to Jesus, Rabbi, it is good for us to be here. And we could make three tabernacles: one for thee, and one for Moses, and one for Elijah.