Nevertheless, lo! the hand of him who is delivering me up, is with me upon the table.
Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread,—hath magnified his heel against me!
Jesus, therefore, answereth—That one, it is, for whom, I, shall dip the morsel, and give unto him. So, dipping the morsel, he taketh and giveth it unto Judas, son of Simon Iscariot.
All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me;
And, when evening arrived, he cometh, with the twelve.