Open Your Heart Don Francisco

My story isn't one of faith
It's one of doubt and shame
And the cowardice, the fear of men will bring
Through all His tribulations
I never dared to take a stand
Though all the while I knew He was the King

Almost all the others
On the Council had agreed
But I thought that all their threats
Were only talk
'Til they began to speak of murder
And in the end, I had to leave
When they asked me
Which disciples could be bought

Early in the morning
I was wakened by the shouts
When a man ran through the courtyard
Down below in a panic
Shouting, "Jesus had been taken
The Council's been convened
And they're going to try to kill Him now I know"

No one who'd been seen with Him
Even knew about that trial
When I arrived, there was just an empty hall
When I finally found them
I could not believe my eyes
He was being scourged before them all