In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A kiss was given, a betrayal's sway,
Iscariot's lips, a Judas' guise,
Deceived the Master, with a traitor's sigh.
With silver's lure, and a heart of stone,
He sealed the fate, of the One alone,
The kiss of death, a symbol of shame,
Forever marked, the disciple's name.
In Gethsemane's garden, dark and cold,
The kiss was given, the story unfold,
A moment's choice, a lifetime's regret,
Iscariot's kiss, a wound that won't forget.
Yet, in the darkness, a light did shine,
The love of Jesus, forever divine,
For even in betrayal, He showed His heart,
A love that forgives, and never departs.
Thou Iscariot, female or male
See to it that with just a Kiss we have a tale
Of beautiful salvation for mankind
And for every betrayal comes a spring of might
The kiss of Iscariot, a lesson to us all,
Of the dangers of greed, and a heart that would fall,
But also of the love, that Jesus shows to men,
A love that's stronger, than any kiss of sin.
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