The betrayer sits with me

At the table is my enemy.

You know I must soon die

That is the reason why.

He has walked with us all,

But from Me he will fall.

Woe to this wicked man,

But it is all in God's plan.

The disciples wonder, "is it I?"

Could they cause the Lord to die?

The thought, "will we be great?'

What will be our coming fate?

Jesus knew their minds

He said, "kings lord it over others,"

To be great you must serve all your brothers.

However I grant you the right

To judge Israel in God's sight.

The betrayer is here among you