Jesus sent Judas out to do what he was going to do.

"And it was night." (see John 13:21-32)

With eleven now left around the table, he began to teach them for one last time, before he too would go out into the night.

Not for Jesus the rage of Dylan Thomas: (The whole poem is here)

Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.                                    

Jesus walks calmly into the night of his death, preparing his followers to live and minister in his absence, assuring them of God's presence within them, in the person of the paraclete—and commanding them to love each other.

I have ministered at the deathbeds of a number of people. There have been some who raged, but others eventually came to a point where they could look beyond what I saw, and step calmly away from this life.

Let us go gentle into that good night,
for Jesus has gone before us,
and Jesus has won the day.

Thanks be to God.