Even as greatest He was
There we those who wanted to kill Him
And He knew it and told His disciples
That He was going to be betrayed by one of the twelve

Lord, is it I, is it I?

They all sat down to share in a little room upstairs
The feast of the unleavened bread
Verily I say, one of you will betray
And the friends of Jesus answered and said

Lord, is it I? They all began to cry
Lord, is it I, is it I?
Will one of us betray, kiss and run away
Lord, is it I, is it I?

This bread is My body, this cup is My blood
This do in remembrance of Me
But after I go before the cock crows
Someone will deny knowing Me

Lord, is it I? They all began to cry
Lord, is it I, is it I?
Will one be ashamed to mention Your sweet name
Lord, is it I, is it I?
Lord, is it I, is it I?