For thirty pieces of silver;
Have I sold him for less?
Placed Christ on the altar,
from his word I transgress.
Have I been a Judas,
A betrayer of his?
Can I claim to be guiltless
While I call myself his?
Thirty pieces of
silver,
Coins filled with shame;
The price for the favor,
To point out his name.
I didn't sell him for
silver,
But sold him for sin
And Christ was the bearer,
My freedom to win.
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