(Just a picture of the two sides of life)
Many years ago an artist was hired to paint the Lord's Supper scene
He selected live models to pose for each one so he had to have thirteen
Each man was carefully chosen according to personal traits
Yes the artist took great caution in painting this portrait of greats
Eleven were finished in a very short time from Andrew to Bartholomew
Each figure was skillfully brushed into place that is all except two
Then a search began that took some years in which dozens were interviewed each week
When the man for Jesus was finally found a man undefiled and meek
He was clean of body and mind and soul his eyes were gentle and clear
The artist rejoiced and the great painting grew as the figure of Jesus was put there
That left only Judas the betrayer to do and the painting would be complete
But where could a face be found to resemble the master of deceit
A face that told of treachery and greed such loss of character and sin
As of one who pretended to live unrightly and then betrayed with a kiss his best friend
Five years passed by and the aging artist was viewing his work one day
When a man walked in from off the streets and his face caused the painter to say
Sir before us here is an unfinished painting there's a blank space as you can see
I have yet to paint the portrait of Judas would you mind posing for me
The man consented and soon it was done the masterpiece was finished at last
Each face was detailed and told it's own story of that sacred event in the past
Then that man from the street said don't you know me you've seen me before you know
I'm the one who posed for Jesus just four or five years ago
But I took the wrong road of life somehow and ignored each warning sign
I didn't know it would change me so but the life you painted is mine
I wonder if there might be a chance for me to regain part of what I've lost
The devil has paid me in counterfeit money and I'm gonna change whatever the cost
(Just a picture of the two sides of life)
