The cup of vengeance now is full,
The Victim waits the sacrifice.
Hark! hark! what sounds the stillness break,—
The clouds of danger darken o’er Him,
The traitor bands surround their Lord,
And His betrayer stands before Him.
Then love bursts through the bonds of fear—
Forth from the scabbard leaps the sword,
The apostle strikes the hasty blow
To save—or to avenge his Lord!