"There was once a rich man who habitually arrayed himself in purple and fine linen, and enjoyed a splendid banquet every day,

And the soldiers, twisting twigs of thorn into a wreath, put it on His head, and threw round Him a crimson cloak.

they arrayed Him in crimson, placed on His head a wreath of thorny twigs which they had twisted,

So Jesus came out, wearing the wreath of thorns and the crimson cloak. And Pilate said to them, "See, there is the man."

At last, having finished their sport, they took the robe off Him, put His own clothes on Him, and led Him out to crucify Him.

The woman was clothed in purple and scarlet, and was brilliantly attired with gold and jewels and pearls. She held in her hand a cup of gold, full of abominations, and she gave filthy indications of her fornication.

weeping aloud and sorrowing, and saying, 'Alas, alas, for this great city, which was brilliantly arrayed in fine linen, and purple and scarlet stuff, and beautified with gold, jewels and pearls;