But Yeshua said to him, “Judah, do you betray 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 they were drawn swords.
The wounds of a friend are faithful, although the kisses of an enemy are profuse.
While he was still speaking, a crowd appeared. He who was called Judah, one of the twelve, was leading them. He came near to Yeshua to kiss him.
When those who were around him saw what was about to happen, they said to him, “Lord, shall we strike with the sword?”