When thy dear hands for me were bound;
Nor shall my head with passion shake,
When thine with prickly thorns was crown’d.
And when I hear one smiling tell,
Of sinful things that men have done,
I will not smile, but sorrow feel,
Because sin bruis’d God’s only Son.
LESSON XXXVIII.
DEATH OF JUDAS.
Matthew, xxvii. 3-5.
Where was Judas all this while? The wicked people had given him the money, thirty pieces of silver: but Judas could not be happy.