"30 Silver Pieces" lyrics

"30 Silver Pieces"

Why was he chosen
Was it part of the plan
Did it have to be him
Or could it be any man

Was he destined to die
Made to betray
What did he feel
Giving Jesus away

It's a fine line we walk between Heaven and hell
Are we angels or devils, can we really tell
It's hard to admit 'cause the truth can be cold
Have you ever traded your soul for 30 silver pieces

Before you judge him, before you say
I'd never do that, I'd never betray
His love with a kiss, that couldn't be me
But Lord, we're not perfect, we fall easily

It's a fine line we walk between Heaven and hell
Are we angels or devils, can we really tell
It's hard to admit 'cause the truth can be cold
Have you ever traded your soul for 30 silver pieces
30 silver pieces

Is he forgiven, purged of his guilt
Was he part of the prophecy to be fulfilled
Put yourself in that garden. Put yourself in his shoes
Did he have a choice like you and I do

It's a fine line we walk between Heaven and hell
Are we angels or devils, can we really tell
It's hard to admit 'cause the truth can be cold
Have you ever traded your soul for 30 silver pieces


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