When I think how He came so far from Glory!
Came and dwelt among the lowly such as I,
Suffered pain and such disgrace on Mt Cavalry He'd take 
my place.
so I ask myself this question.
Who am I that a King would bleed and die for?
Who ma I that He would pray, not My Will, Thine Lord.
The answer I may never know, why He'd ever love me so,
that to an old rugged cross He'd go for Who am I.
And, I'm reminded of His Words, I'll leave you never,
Just be true, I'll give to you, life forever and forever,
I wonder what I could have done to deserve God's only 
son,
to fight my battles until they are done for who am I.
Who am I that a King would bleed and die for?
Who ma I that He would pray, not My Will, Thine Lord.
The answer I may never know, why He'd ever love me so,
that to an old rugged cross He'd go for Who am I. Who am 
I.