Who am I that a King would bleed and die for,
Who am I that he would pray not my will, thine Lord
The answer I may never know
Why He ever loved me so
To the old rugged cross he did go for who am I

When I think of how he came so far from glory,
Came to dwell among the lowly such as I,
To suffer shame and such disgrace,
On Mt. Calvary took my place,
Then I asked myself this question, who am I

When I remember of his words, I’ll leave you never
Just be true, I’ll give to you a life forever
I wonder what I could have done
To deserve God’s only Son,
To fight my battles until they’re won, for who am I

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