And when evening came he went with his disciples. And when they were reclining and eating, Jesus  said: ‘Truly I say to you that one of you, who is eating with me,  will hand me over. 

They began to be sad, and say to him, one after another, ‘Surely it is not me?’.

He said to them: ‘One the twelve, one who dips (bread) with me in the dish. Because the Son of Man will go away as it is written about him, and woe to that one through whom the Son of Man is handed over; it would be better for that one if they had not been born.

O Love, O God who created me, in your love recreate me.
O Love, who redeemed me,
fill up in me whatever part of your love
has fallen into neglect within me.
O Love, O God, who first loved me,
grant that with my whole heart,
and with my whole soul,
and with my whole strength,
I may love you.

Gertrude the Great