Come and see what I can see
Look at three crosses if you will
Someone is dying for you and me
Between two thieves on Calvary hill
Come and see His lovely head
Crowned there with piercing thorn
Look at His blood running red
Who is He the people scorn?
Hands with nails pierced through
Fixes Him to rugged tree
And His feet nailed there too
What sight is this to come and see?
Come and hear what He cries
The words He utters with dying breath
It is finished; then closes eyes
And bows His blessed head in death
Come and see now rolled away
From empty grave the mighty stone
And in its darkness where He lay
His death shroud lying all alone
Come and see as the disciples stare
At this sight so amazing
This Man ascending in the air
Leaving us behind here gazing
Call out now His blessed name
Jesus Christ the crucified
The Son of God put to shame
It was for us He bled and died
There is life in Him; He will save
Claim Him Lord on bended knee
No hope for you beyond the grave
If this Man you will not come and see
Colin Moffett
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