At the feet of betrayal

At the feet of betrayal

Jesus kneeled down

To wash the feet of him

Whose heart was determined to turn him in

At the feet of betrayal

Faithful are the wounds of a friend

And deceitful are the kisses of an enemy

Yeah my own friend

In whom I have trusted

Who ate of my bread

Has lifted up his heel against me

At the feet of betrayal

A sad melody

A stab in the back

And an opponent

Whom I used to call a companion

At the feet of betrayal

My close friend proved me wrong

I was only a piece of the game

for you to use and benefit from

I used to see goodness in your eyes

Which sorrowfully now

I can barely even recognize

At the feet of betrayal

All the memories coming back

The good, the bad

The ups and downs

The hardships and victories

All thrown and washed away

As the true colors were revealed..

Meanwhile

Afar from self pitty

At the feet of betrayal

Grace was poured out in abundance

Tender arms embracing me closer than ever

At the feet of betrayal

"My child I've been there

and understand how you feel"

The King of Kings with

Pierced hands

And a stabbed side

Was betrayed and heartbroken too

My beloved,

A man of sorrows

And familiar with pain

Was left out by his family and friends

At the feet of betrayal

My one and only

true and honest

Stood by me like a mighty warrior

The hand which bled for me

Was present to bind up my wounds

My faithful one in whom I find rest

Is singing hymns of love over me

Is comforting my troubled heart

"You are my masterpiece" he says

Precious and honored are ye in my sight!

Yeah the high priest has clothed me with glory

And armed me by his strength

That now I may boldly declare

At the feet of betrayal

I bled and I cried,

At the feet of betrayal

A lesson was learned the hard way

At the feet of betrayal

I grew wiser and stronger by the power of him who lives in me!

Milia Khoury