Nevertheless behold, the hand of the man who betrays me is with me on the table.
Yea, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who ate of my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.
Jesus replies, He is that man to whom I, having dipped the morsel, will give. And when he dipped the morsel, he gives it to Judas Iscariot, the son of Simon.
All my familiar friends abhor me, and those whom I loved are turned against me.
And having become evening he comes with the twelve.