I Don't Know How to Love Him ...
Then one of the twelve, called Judas Iscariot, went unto the chief priests,
And said unto them, What will ye give me, and I will deliver him unto you? And they covenanted with him for thirty pieces of silver.
And from that time he sought opportunity to betray him. (Matthew, 26:14-16)
In the words of Matthew, it was so simple. Judas Iscariot was the villain to the ultimate protagonist, Jesus Christ, Son of Man. For thirty pieces of silver, he betrayed the Savior to torture and death, almost eagerly.
But there was much more to the story than the Saints had written.
I came because I had to, I'm the one who saw
Jesus can't control it like he did before
And furthermore I know that Jesus thinks so too
Jesus wouldn't mind that I was here with you
He who is called Christ had known his fate long before his path crossed Judas Iscariot's. In his time as one of the twelve, he had grown to love Him as a friend and brother. But in the days before the crucifixion, the world seemed to be plunged in a downward spiral, with Christ at the origin. Judas spent much of those days alone, contemplating the fate of himself and his Master. It was only after the oil had been used to annoint Christ, rather than be sold to raise funds with which the poor could be helped, that he had sought out the high priests.
There you have it gentlemen - what more evidence do we need?
Judas, thank you for the victim - stay a while and you'll see it bleed!
The forty lashes, the crucifixion, none of it was supposed to happen. Jesus was only supposed to have been imprisoned until his thoughts cleared; that had been Judas' intention. To get Him away from the followers, praising His name for the miracles he had performed. It was not the acts themselves which mattered; it was the intentions which they illustrated. That was why Judas had chosen to follow Christ, why he had devoted himself to Him. But in the days past, the message was obscured, and Judas only sought to return them to the forefront.
But the priests had other plans. They desired Jesus dead, to end His threat to their power. So they used Judas' offer to solve their problem. Judas had kissed the cheek of Christ with a heavy heart, but had believed he would soon see his Master as he had been before. He knew nothing of the treachery of Caiaphas, the treachery which generations to come would know as the Betrayal by Judas.
My God! I saw him - he looked three-quarters dead!
And he was so bad I had to turn my head
You beat him so hard that he was bent and lame
And I know who everybody's gonna blame
I don't believe he knows I acted for our good
I'd save him all this suffering if I could
Judas could not bear to see the suffering of Christ. He saw the betrayal in His eyes, the sadness ... the pity. If only he could say something. If only he could have saved Him from the pain of whips and scorn.
This was not the way it was supposed to be. His heart in agony, Judas had returned to the temple, and threw down the money given him for betraying Christ. Thirty pieces of silver that could not be used for any kind of charity, which pained him, but to save the life of his brother and teacher, he would have paid the amount ten times over. But the priests had simply laughed at him. What should he care of the fate of Christ; he had been paid well for his act. The Son of God's fate was sealed, and Judas realized he could do nothing.
I don't know how to love him
I don't know why he moves me
... When he's cold and dead, will he let me be?
Does he love me too? Does he care for me?
Out of the temple he had stumbled, wandering the streets, his thoughts consumed with the pain of Christ. He had betrayed him; there would be no rest for the man who had as good as killed the Son of God. The look in His eyes when He had looked upon Judas haunted him, for it was the look of the ultimate pain: being thrown to the lions by one you loved. It was then that Judas came upon an empty field, a lone tree standing at the edge. He made his way to it then, knowing then the only way to show Christ he had meant no harm, that their bonds of brotherhood had not been broken. The only way to prove he still loved Him.
He gave everything for Him. His body, his soul.
His life.
And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple, and departed, and went and hanged himself.
And the chief priests took the silver pieces, and said, It is not lawful for to put them into the treasury, because it is the price of blood.
And they took counsel, and bought with them the potter's field, to bury strangers in.
Wherefore that field was called, The field of blood, unto this day. (Matthew 27: 5-8)
And said unto them, What will ye give me, and I will deliver him unto you? And they covenanted with him for thirty pieces of silver.
And from that time he sought opportunity to betray him. (Matthew, 26:14-16)
In the words of Matthew, it was so simple. Judas Iscariot was the villain to the ultimate protagonist, Jesus Christ, Son of Man. For thirty pieces of silver, he betrayed the Savior to torture and death, almost eagerly.
But there was much more to the story than the Saints had written.
I came because I had to, I'm the one who saw
Jesus can't control it like he did before
And furthermore I know that Jesus thinks so too
Jesus wouldn't mind that I was here with you
He who is called Christ had known his fate long before his path crossed Judas Iscariot's. In his time as one of the twelve, he had grown to love Him as a friend and brother. But in the days before the crucifixion, the world seemed to be plunged in a downward spiral, with Christ at the origin. Judas spent much of those days alone, contemplating the fate of himself and his Master. It was only after the oil had been used to annoint Christ, rather than be sold to raise funds with which the poor could be helped, that he had sought out the high priests.
There you have it gentlemen - what more evidence do we need?
Judas, thank you for the victim - stay a while and you'll see it bleed!
The forty lashes, the crucifixion, none of it was supposed to happen. Jesus was only supposed to have been imprisoned until his thoughts cleared; that had been Judas' intention. To get Him away from the followers, praising His name for the miracles he had performed. It was not the acts themselves which mattered; it was the intentions which they illustrated. That was why Judas had chosen to follow Christ, why he had devoted himself to Him. But in the days past, the message was obscured, and Judas only sought to return them to the forefront.
But the priests had other plans. They desired Jesus dead, to end His threat to their power. So they used Judas' offer to solve their problem. Judas had kissed the cheek of Christ with a heavy heart, but had believed he would soon see his Master as he had been before. He knew nothing of the treachery of Caiaphas, the treachery which generations to come would know as the Betrayal by Judas.
My God! I saw him - he looked three-quarters dead!
And he was so bad I had to turn my head
You beat him so hard that he was bent and lame
And I know who everybody's gonna blame
I don't believe he knows I acted for our good
I'd save him all this suffering if I could
Judas could not bear to see the suffering of Christ. He saw the betrayal in His eyes, the sadness ... the pity. If only he could say something. If only he could have saved Him from the pain of whips and scorn.
This was not the way it was supposed to be. His heart in agony, Judas had returned to the temple, and threw down the money given him for betraying Christ. Thirty pieces of silver that could not be used for any kind of charity, which pained him, but to save the life of his brother and teacher, he would have paid the amount ten times over. But the priests had simply laughed at him. What should he care of the fate of Christ; he had been paid well for his act. The Son of God's fate was sealed, and Judas realized he could do nothing.
I don't know how to love him
I don't know why he moves me
... When he's cold and dead, will he let me be?
Does he love me too? Does he care for me?
Out of the temple he had stumbled, wandering the streets, his thoughts consumed with the pain of Christ. He had betrayed him; there would be no rest for the man who had as good as killed the Son of God. The look in His eyes when He had looked upon Judas haunted him, for it was the look of the ultimate pain: being thrown to the lions by one you loved. It was then that Judas came upon an empty field, a lone tree standing at the edge. He made his way to it then, knowing then the only way to show Christ he had meant no harm, that their bonds of brotherhood had not been broken. The only way to prove he still loved Him.
He gave everything for Him. His body, his soul.
His life.
And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple, and departed, and went and hanged himself.
And the chief priests took the silver pieces, and said, It is not lawful for to put them into the treasury, because it is the price of blood.
And they took counsel, and bought with them the potter's field, to bury strangers in.
Wherefore that field was called, The field of blood, unto this day. (Matthew 27: 5-8)