While some charged "Waste!" a woman anointed Christ's head.
"This act is 'gainst my death! It'll e'er be told!" He said.
At Passover supper, hear Christ His twelve men warn:
"One of you'll betray me! Better he'd ne'er been born!"
He brake bread, took cup..."my broken flesh, my blood! Sup!"
In Gethsemane He thrice pray'r for aid sent up
'Fore Judas, leading mob, betrayed Him with a kiss.
They took Him to be tried, and brought false witnesses
Whose stories clashed. "Are you", the High Priest cried
"The Christ, Son of the Blessed?" "I am!" Jesus replied.
He was charged with blasphemy, scourged, condemned to die...
See Peter, as Christ'd warned him, deny Him thrice, cry.
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