(CEV) From “The Poem of the Man-God”, Vol. 5, p. 520
Jesus: «Let us part now. I am going farther up, to pray. I want Peter, John and James with Me. You, remain here. And if you should be overwhelmed, call us. And be not afraid. Not a single hair of your heads will be hurt. Pray for Me.» […]
Jesus then says:
Jesus: «Stop, wait for Me here, while I pray. But do not fall asleep. I may need you. And, I ask you this out of charity, pray!. Your Master is very depressed.»
Peter replies on behalf of everybody:
Peter: «Do not worry, Master. We will keep awake and pray. All You have to do is to call us, and we will come.»
And Jesus leaves them, […] He climbs up a few meters, He then goes round an escarpment that thus remains between Him and the three apostles left farther down. [He] goes on as far as a huge rock […]He does not look at [Jerusalem] that is visible down there, all white in the moonlight. On the contrary, He turns His back to it and prays with His arms stretched out crosswise, His face towards the sky. […] A long fervent prayer. He is weeping […] He then sets out. He goes back towards the three apostles, who are sitting round the little fire of twigs. And He finds them half asleep. […]
Jesus: «Are you sleeping? Have you not been able to keep awake for one hour only? And I need your comfort and your prayers so much!»
[Jesus] says:
Jesus: «I feel an anguish that is killing Me! Oh! yes! My soul is sad even unto death. My friends!… My friends!»
[…] Jesus looks at them… […] and goes away to the place where He was previously. He prays once again standing, with His arms stretched out crosswise. Then on His knees, as before, His face bent on the little flowers. He is pensive. Silent… […] He calls His Father, more and more anxiously…
Jesus: «Oh! […] This cup is too bitter! I cannot! I cannot! It is above My power. I have been able to bear everything! But not this… […] But, Father, do not listen to My voice, if what I ask is against Your will. Do not remember that I am Your Son, but only Your servant. Let Your will be done, not Mine.»
He remains thus for some time. Then He utters a stifled cry and raises His face, looking very upset. Only for a moment, then He drops on the ground, with His face really on the earth, and remains thus. A worn-out man overburdened by all the sins of the world, struck by all the Justice of the Father, oppressed by the darkness, the ashes, the bitterness, by that tremendous, terrible, most dreadful thing that is the abandonment by God, while Satan torments us… […] Jesus moans, having the death-rattle in His throat and sobbing like one in agony:
The Capture
The three [Apostles], still drowsy, get up. […] Also the other eight are more or less asleep around a fire that has gone out.
Jesus: «Get up!»
Orders Jesus in a thunderous voice.
Jesus: «As Satan is arriving, show him, who never sleeps, and his children, that the children of God are not asleep!»
[…] Just in time to appear in order to the guards headed by Judas, as they burst into the little square lighting it up sinisterly with many torches. It is a horde of bandits disguised as soldiers, who look like jail-birds and grin like devils. There is also an odd champion of the Temple.
All the apostles jump to one corner. Peter in front, the others behind him in a group. Jesus remains where He was. Judas approaches Jesus, enduring the glance of His eyes, which have become the flashing eyes of His best days. And he does not lower his face either. On the contrary, he approaches the Master with the smile of a hyena and kisses His right cheek.
Jesus: «My friend, what have you come for? Are you betraying Me with a kiss?»
Judas bends his head for a moment, then raises it… insensible to reproach as to every invitation to repent.
[…] The guards, shouting, come forward with ropes and clubs and try to get hold not only of Christ, but also of the apostles, with the exception of Judas Iscariot, of course.
Jesus asks calmly and solemnly.
Jesus: «Who are you looking for?»
Temple Guards: «Jesus the Nazarene.»
But, while He is speaking, Peter approaches the man who is holding out the ropes to tie Jesus and gives a clumsy blow with his sword. […] The man shouts that he is dead.[…]
Jesus: «Put those weapons away. I order you to do that. If I wanted, I could have the angels of My Father to defend Me. And you, be cured. In your soul first of all, if you can.»
And before stretching out His hands to be roped, He touches the ear and cures it. The apostles shout very unbecomingly… […] And those who do not shout run away… And Jesus is left all alone… He and the guards… And His way begins…
Maria Valtorta: The Poem of The Man-God
Evaluation of the Work of Maria Valtorta by Padre Livio Fanzaga, Catholic priest (Radio Maria):”So I would say just that, dear friends, because I read The Poem of the Man-God, three times, 5 volumes ( CEV, ed), and then I am able to evaluate it in its complexity and its value, I feel like saying, dear friends, I do not know any more commentary on the Gospel more orthodox, more uplifting, more stimulating than this, and I would like, dear friends, that all of you would accept the invitation from the Virgin Mary to read this books because it’s all true (They do not contain errors against faith and morals of the Catholic Church…) . Then read these books, my dear friends, because we would surely gain great benefits for your souls. It is not difficult to get them, and they do not cost a lot, 5 books that can be for you an indispensable spiritual nourishment “
Pray for the Church, its Hierarchies, the validly ordained and consecrated during this time of confusion and apostasy. Do not fall into the trap of division, even with apparent good reasons. Turn your eyes to the lives of saints, such as St. Martin de Porres, St. Padre Pio of Pietrelcina, the former discriminated against and the latter fought by the same institution. Let their behavior in adversity be an example for you to follow…
“The Church is God’s house. It is forbidden for men to enter here with bare arms and wearing shorts. It is forbidden for women to enter wearing trousers, bare headed, with short, low-necked or sleeveless dresses.”
“Parents, correct the ways if your family, have much dialogue with your children, make time to listen to them as many homes are being lost due to lack of love, dialogue, understanding and most specially for not inviting God. Take God back into your homes, pray my Holy Rosary, as the family that prays together stays together.” 
January 31, 2022 "Heavenly Father, today, I surrender to You my heart. Help me to be Your instrument in the world. Cover me with the Precious Blood of Your Divine Son. Guard me against all evil. Protect me from any evil plan Satan may have for me today. Clothe me in Your Divine Will. Amen"
"O Hearts of Jesus and Mary; I consecrate myself, I consecrate my family and the whole world, to your Most Beloved Hearts. Listen to the supplication which I making to you and accept our hearts in Yours, to be delivered and protected we, the whole world, from all evil and all sin. May the protection of your Two Hearts be refuge, strength, and protection, in the daily spiritual struggles. That the power of your Two Hearts irradiates the world so that it is protected from evil and sin. We willingly consecrate ourselves and consecrate all mankind to your Hearts; sure and confident, for your Great Mercy, to obtain the victory over the forces of evil in this world, and the eternal Glory in the Kingdom of God. Amen"
"O Virgin of Carmel, may the power of your Holy Scapular take away from me the enemy of my soul; bless me, Mother of Carmel, and deliver me from all evil and danger in this world. I ask you O Mother, that in the hour of my death, your Holy Scapular frees me from the fury of the devil and in the eternity, of the eternal fire. Amen" 
"Oh Jesus of Divine Mercy, hear my pleadings to you, for I am here to do your Will"
"O glorious St. Joseph! by your profound humility, by your unalterable meekness, by your invincible patience, by your angelic purity and perfect fidelity that made you a timely imitator of the virtues of Jesus and Mary, I ask you to console me in all my sorrows, to guide me in all my doubts, to defend me in all temptations, to deliver me from all spiritual and material dangers; to extend your arm against all my visible and invisible enemies, breaking and destroying all the snares and barriers that they tend and arm against me. Amen" 
"Oh, blessed Saint Michael, protect us from the attacks and snares of the evil spirits because you know full well that we are poor mortals, fragile and weak, in need of the Mercy of God and of your protection to fulfill the mission that Heaven has commissioned to us. Oh, Saint Michael, may your victorious cry: “who is like God? no one is like God”, suppress and cast into Hell satan and all the evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the destruction of souls. Amen"
Most sweet Jesus, redeemer of the human race, look down upon us, humbly prostrate before your altar. We are yours and yours we wish to be; but to be more surely united with you, behold each one of us freely consecrates himself today to your most sacred heart. Many, indeed, have never known you, many too, despising your precepts, have rejected you. Have mercy on them all, most merciful Jesus, and draw them to your sacred heart. Be you king, O Lord, not only of the faithful who have never forsaken you, but also of the prodigal children who have abandoned you; grant that they may quickly return to their father’s house, lest they die of wretchedness and hunger. Be you king of those who are deceived by erroneous opinions, or whom discord keeps aloof, and call them back to the harbor of truth and unity of faith, so that soon there may be but one flock and one shepherd. Be you king also of all those who sit in the ancient superstition of the Gentiles, and refuse not you to deliver them out of darkness into the light and kingdom of God. Grant, O Lord, to your Church, assurance of freedom and immunity from harm; give peace and order to all nations, and make the earth resound from pole to pole with one cry: Praise to the divine heart that wrought our salvation; to it be glory and honor forever. Amen.