Текст (слова) песни: card michael - Traitor`s Look
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
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