Coverdale(i)
41 And he gat him from them aboute a stones cast, and kneled downe, prayed,
42 & sayde: Father, yf thou wilt, take awaye this cuppe fro me: Neuerthelesse, not my wyll, but thyne be fulfylled.
43 And there appeared vnto him an angell fro heauen, and conforted him.
44 And it came so, that he wrestled with death, and prayed the longer. And his sweate was like droppes of bloude, runnynge downe to the grounde.
45 And he rose vp fro prayer, and came to his disciples, and founde them slepinge for heuynesse,
46 and sayde vnto them: What, slepe ye? ryse vp and praye, that ye fall not into tentacion.