By Robert E. Hanna
The Lord of Glory died for you;
To save your soul, He suffered through
Long hours of anguish and despair.
He paid your ransom—Do you care?
The God of Heaven, by His love,
Sent down His gift from up above;
His riches can be yours to share.
But tell me truly, Do you care?
The Savior of the world has spilt
His blood to nullify your guilt,
That you may meet Him in the air;
Have you received Him? Do you care?
The Lamb of God was slain by men,
To then arise and live again—
That you might see His presence fair.
You know these things—but DO YOU CARE?
