Traitor`s Look — текст песни (card michael)

Michael Card
How did it feel to take the place
Of honor at the meal
To take the sup from His own hand
A prophesy to seal
Was it because He washed your feet
That you sold Him as a slave
The Son of Man, the Lamb of God
Who`d only come to save
The silver that they paid to you
From out their precious till
Was meant to buy a spotless lamb
A sacrifice to kill
How heavy was the money bag
That couldn`t set you free
It became a heavy millstone
As you fell into the sea
Now Judas don`t you come to close
I fear that I might see
That traitor`s look upon your face
Might look too much like me
Cause just like you I`ve sold the Lord
And often for much less
And like a retched traitor
I betrayed Him with a kiss