I have not put much thought to where Jesus was put in when He was arrested, but this would not be where I would have imagined it to be - A DUNGEON.
After visiting this place, Psalm 88 would never be the same again for me. While about 40 of us pilgrims were crammed in that small underground pit, a fellow pilgrim was asked to read Psalm 88 aloud. We were told to try to imagine Jesus sitting in that small dark pit and praying this prayer to God the Father.
The Sacred Pit where Jesus was imprisoned is right at the bottom.
This is the hole by which Jesus was lowered into the pit back then 2000 years ago.
Listen to our Guide's explanation about the pit that Jesus was put in after His arrest.
Psalm 88
1
Lord, you are the God who saves me;
day and night I cry out to you.
2
May my prayer come before you;
turn your ear to my cry.
3
I am overwhelmed with troubles
and my life draws near to death.
4
I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am like one without strength.
5
I am set apart with the dead,
like the slain who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more,
who are cut off from your care.
6
You have put me in the lowest pit,
in the darkest depths.
7
Your wrath lies heavily on me;
you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.
8
You have taken from me my closest friends
and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined and cannot escape;
9
my eyes are dim with grief.
I call to you, Lord, every day;
I spread out my hands to you.
10
Do you show your wonders to the dead?
Do their spirits rise up and praise you?
11
Is your love declared in the grave,
your faithfulness in Destruction?
12
Are your wonders known in the place of darkness,
or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
13
But I cry to you for help, Lord;
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14
Why, Lord, do you reject me
and hide your face from me?
15
From my youth I have suffered and been close to death;
I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
16
Your wrath has swept over me;
your terrors have destroyed me.
17
All day long they surround me like a flood;
they have completely engulfed me.
18
You have taken from me friend and neighbor—
darkness is my closest friend.
1
Lord, you are the God who saves me;
day and night I cry out to you.
2
May my prayer come before you;
turn your ear to my cry.
3
I am overwhelmed with troubles
and my life draws near to death.
4
I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am like one without strength.
5
I am set apart with the dead,
like the slain who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more,
who are cut off from your care.
6
You have put me in the lowest pit,
in the darkest depths.
7
Your wrath lies heavily on me;
you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.
8
You have taken from me my closest friends
and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined and cannot escape;
9
my eyes are dim with grief.
I call to you, Lord, every day;
I spread out my hands to you.
10
Do you show your wonders to the dead?
Do their spirits rise up and praise you?
11
Is your love declared in the grave,
your faithfulness in Destruction?
12
Are your wonders known in the place of darkness,
or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
13
But I cry to you for help, Lord;
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14
Why, Lord, do you reject me
and hide your face from me?
15
From my youth I have suffered and been close to death;
I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
16
Your wrath has swept over me;
your terrors have destroyed me.
17
All day long they surround me like a flood;
they have completely engulfed me.
18
You have taken from me friend and neighbor—
darkness is my closest friend.
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