Emmanuel Choir - The Appeal of the Crucified

From the Throne of His Cross, the King of grief
Cries out to a world of unbelief
Oh men and women, afar and nigh
Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by

I laid My eternal power aside, I came from the Home of the Glorified
A babe in the lowly cave to lie

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by

I wept for the sorrows and pains of men
I healed them and helped them and loved them
But then, they shouted against Me
Crucify

Is it nothing to you

Behold me and see: pierced thro' and thro' with countless sorrows
And all is for you
For you I suffer, for you I die

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by

Oh men and women your deeds of shame
Your sins without reason and number and name
I bear them all on the Cross on high
Is it nothing to you

Is it nothing to you that I bow my Head
And nothing to you that my Blood is shed
Oh! Perishing souls to you I cry
Is it nothing to you

O come unto me, by the woes I have borne
By the dreadful scourge, and the crown of thorns
By these I implore you to hear my cry
Is it nothing to you

O come unto me, this awful price
Redemption's tremendous sacrifice
Is paid for you
Oh! Why will ye die

O come unto me
For why will ye die
Come to me

Written by:
William Sparrow-Simpson

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