Come, I bid you, come and see Christ the Lord at Calvary. Come and look upon his face, racked by pain, sustained by grace. Come, I bid you, touch the tree where he hangs so willingly. Touch it! Do not draw away. Christ the Lord will die today. Come and know the awful cost of a perfect life soon lost. Come, before he breathes his last. Come before the time is past. Come, I bid you, come and hear, angry crowds who gather near. Come and hear His final sigh... Christ the Lamb, who came to die.