But Jesus said unto him, Judas, betrayest thou the Son of man with a kiss?
His mouth was smooth as butter, But his heart was war: His words were softer than oil, Yet were they drawn swords.
Faithful are the wounds of a friend: But the kisses of an enemy are profuse.
While he yet spake, behold, a multitude, and he that was called Judas, one of the twelve, went before them; and he drew near unto Jesus to kiss him.
And when they that were about him saw what would follow, they said, Lord, shall we smite with the sword?