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Traitor's Look

	作曲 : Card
	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

	zuò qǔ : Card
	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