It was now about the sixth hour, and darkness came over the whole land until the ninth hour,245
for the sun stopped shining. And the curtain of the temple3 was torn in two.446
Jesus called out with a loud voice,5"Father, into your hands I commit my spirit."6 When he had said this, he breathed his last.747
The centurion, seeing what had happened, praised God8 and said, "Surely this was a righteous man."
When all the people who had gathered to witness this sight saw what took place, they beat their breasts9 and went away.
But all those who knew him, including the women who had followed him from Galilee,10 stood at a distance,11 watching these things.
Now there was a man named Joseph, a member of the Council, a good and upright man,
who had not consented to their decision and action. He came from the Judean town of Arimathea and he was waiting for the kingdom of God.1252
Going to Pilate, he asked for Jesus' body.
Then he took it down, wrapped it in linen cloth and placed it in a tomb cut in the rock, one in which no one had yet been laid.