Delivered up like Uriah,
My own friends conspired,
Couldn't hold back their desires,
And so they tossed me in the fire.
How can I rebuke, can I rebuke at all?
Cast away for 30 pieces, that's my most holy call,
Walking talk, cut at the knees, now I can't even crawl,
On my face, crying out to Jesus, why did man have to fall?
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