Behold a multitude of torches
Casting their shadows across the ground
A host of priests and servants approaches
Seething and hissing till Christ is found
A figure emerges from among them
Trembling with greed and with cowardice
One of the twelve, the man called Judas
Drew nearer, and marked Christ with a kiss
Betrayed, betrayed by Judas
Thou hast betrayed the Son of Man
Consumed, rotted and putrid
30 pieces of silver into bloodied hands
As the servants closed in, a sword is unsheathed
Peter lashed out and smote Malchus' ear
Shall I not drink of the cup which my father hath given me?
Suffer ye thus far, Malchus shall be healed
And Jesus said to the chief priests, and magistrates of the temple, and the ancients, that were come unto him: Are ye come out, as it were against a thief, with swords and clubs?
When I was daily with you in the temple, you did not stretch forth your hands against me: but this is your hour, and the power of darkness.
And apprehending him, they led him to the high priest's house. But Peter followed afar off.
Betrayed, betrayed by Judas
Thou hast betrayed the Son of Man
Betrayed, betrayed by Judas
The blood of Christ is spilt by your hands