Thank you, Judas

Thank you, Judas
For betraying my Lord.

Sometimes, those people crack
Open their Good Book and
Call you a devil and

What if you had left him there?

Weeping in the garden.

You could've walked away, Judas.

You didn't have to kiss him.

But you, you swallowed your selfishness
And you, crying and broken and godly
You threw those 30 pieces back to them and

You could've had it all, Judas.

But you, you found that rope so fitting
And you, you couldn't handle it
Could you

I thank you for my salvation Judas.



(c) Kate Finneran 2003





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