3 O God, what have I done? I have betrayed the son of God; the curse of God will rest upon my soul.
4 And then he turned and ran with haste until he reached the temple door; he found the priests, who gave to him the thirty silver pieces to betray the Lord, and said,
5 Take back your bribe; it is the cost price of my soul; I have betrayed the son of God.
6 The priests replied, That matters not to us.
7 Then Judas threw the silver on the floor, and, bowed with grief, he went away, and on a ledge beyond the city’s walls he hanged himself and died.
8 In time the fastenings gave way, his body fell into the Hinnon vale and after many days they found it there a shapeless mass.
9 The rulers could not put the price of blood into the treasury, and so they took the thirty silver pieces with which they bought a potter’s field,
10 Where they might bury those who had no rights to lie within their sacred burial grounds.
11 And there they put the body of the man who sold his Lord.