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<\/p>\n\nFull mild were the words he spake to Judas:\n
\nThirty plate of silver thou bear upon thy rugge*.
\nWhen thou comest far in the broad street, far in the broad street,<\/div>\n
Some of thine kinsmen there thou mayst meet.\u201d<\/p>\n
He met with his sister, the swikele* woman:
\n\u201cJudas, thou were worthy be stoned with stone;
\n\u201cJudas, thou were worth be stoned with stone,
\nFor the false prophet that thou believest upon.\u201d
\n\u201cBe still, lief sister, may thine heart break!
\nWist this mine Lord Christ, full well he would be wreke.*\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJudas, go thou on the rock, high upon the stone;
\nLay thy head on my bosom, sleep thou thee anon.\u201d
\nAs soon as Judas of sleep was awake,
\nThirty plate of silver from him were i-take.
\nHe drow himself by the top that all it laved blood* \u2013
\nThe Jews out of Jerusalem wenden he were wod.<\/p>\n
To him came the riche Jew that hight Pilatus:
\n\u201cWilt thou sell thy Lord that hight Jesus?\u201d
\n\u201cI nulle sell my Lord for none cunnes eiste*,
\nBut it be for the plate that he me betaiste*.\u201d
\n\u201cWilt thou sell thy Lord Christ for any kind of gold?\u201d
\n\u201cNay, but it be for the plate that he habben wold.\u201d<\/p>\n
To him come our Lord God as his postles sat at meat.
\n\u201cHow sit ye postles, and why nulle ye eat?
\n\u201cHow sit ye postles, and why nulle ye eat?
\nI am bought and sold today for our meat.\u201d
\nUp stood him Judas, \u201cLord, am I that frec?
\nI was never in the stede where men thee evil spake.\u201d<\/p>\n
Up him stood Peter and spake with all his might:
\n\u201cThough Pilatus him come with ten hundred knights,
\n\u201cThough Pilatus him come with ten hundred knights,
\nYet I will, Lord, for thy love fight.\u201d
\n\u201cStill thou be, Peter! Well I thee know:
\nThou wilt forsake me thrice ere the cock him crow.\u201d<\/p>\n
* Sheer Thursday, another name for Maundy Thursday. So, not Spy Wednesday!
\n* buy
\n* back
\n* when you come\u2026
\n* wicked
\n* if my Lord Christ knew this, he would have his revenge
\n* he tore his hair until his head was covered in blood
\n* I will not sell my Lord for any kind of possessions
\n* except the money he entrusted to me<\/p>\n