When I think of how He came
So far from glory came to dwell
among the lowly such as I
to suffer shame an d such disgrace.
On Mount Calvary,
take my place.
Did I ask myself this question?
Who am I?
Who am I that our King
would bleed and die for?
Who am I that He would pray,
not my will, Thine, Lord?
The an swer I may never know,
Why he ever loved me so,
That to an old rugged cross he'd go,
For who am I?
When I'm reminded of His words,
I'll leave thee never.
Just be true,
I'll give to you a life forever.
I wonder what I could have done
to de serve God's only Son
To fight my battle,
still there one,
for who am I?
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,
That to an old rugged cross he'd go,
To an old rugged cross he'd go,
To an old rugged cross he'd go
For who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I? you