Michael Card - Traitor's Look lyrics

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