JUDAS ISCARIOT
He didn't know of the prophecy,
That Christ was born to die,
He only believed that Christ was God,
And to prove it,
he must try; He didn't know he must betray His dearest,
his only friend,
He didn't know his loving kiss Would in Crucifixion end. He knew the anguish
of a rejected soul,
The deep distress of a broken heart,
The disappointment of a hope now dead,
That in all life he had no part; He knew of a greater suffering Than the one
who hung on the Cross,
He knew of Hell' s deepest agony,
No Love‑ no Hope‑ ALL LOSS.
And thus it was that Judas died,
Despised,
rejected,
of no worth,
Not a word of kindly pity From one soul on mother earth; A suicide lying in
potter's field Because of mix‑directed love,
Dear God; Give him peace and comfort. And Happiness in heaven above.
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