Song parody of
The Mystery of Intercession
by Emmanuel Choir
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Jesus, the Crucified pleads for me
While he is nailed to the shameful tree
Scorned and forsaken, derided and curst
See how His enemies do their worst
Yet, in the midst of the torture and shame
Jesus, the Crucified, breathes my name
Wonder of wonders, oh! How can it be
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
Though thou hast left me and wandered away
Chosen the darkness instead of the day
Though thou art covered with many a stain
Though thou hast wounded me oft and again
Though thou hast followed thy wayward will
Yet, in my pity, I love thee still
Wonder of wonders, oh! How can it be
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
Lord, I have left Thee, I have denied
Followed the world in my selfish pride
Lord, I have joined in the hateful cry
Slay Him, away with Him, crucify
Lord, I have done it, oh! Ask me not how
Woven the thorns for Thy tortured Brow
Yet in His pity so boundless and free
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
Jesus is dying in agony sore
Jesus is suffering more and more
Jesus is bowed with the eight of His woe
Jesus is faint with each bitter throe
Jesus is bearing it all in my stead
Pity Incarnate for me has bled
Wonder of wonders it ever must be
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
Jesus, the Crucified pleads for me
While he is nailed to the shameful tree
Scorned and forsaken, derided and curst
See how His enemies do their worst
Yet, in the midst of the torture and shame
Jesus, the Crucified, breathes my name
Wonder of wonders, oh! How can it be
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
Though thou hast left me and wandered away
Chosen the darkness instead of the day
Though thou art covered with many a stain
Though thou hast wounded me oft and again
Though thou hast followed thy wayward will
Yet, in my pity, I love thee still
Wonder of wonders, oh! How can it be
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
Lord, I have left Thee, I have denied
Followed the world in my selfish pride
Lord, I have joined in the hateful cry
Slay Him, away with Him, crucify
Lord, I have done it, oh! Ask me not how
Woven the thorns for Thy tortured Brow
Yet in His pity so boundless and free
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
Jesus is dying in agony sore
Jesus is suffering more and more
Jesus is bowed with the eight of His woe
Jesus is faint with each bitter throe
Jesus is bearing it all in my stead
Pity Incarnate for me has bled
Wonder of wonders it ever must be
Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me
