Autoscroll
1 Column 
Text size
Transpose 0
Strumming
Capo: 2 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
Who is tAmhis, so weak and Emhelpless, Child of FlowlyG HebrewAm maid, RudelyAm in a stableEm sheltered, ColdlyF in a GmangerAm laid? ’Tis theC Lord of all crGeation, Who this Amwon—Gdrous path has Ftrod; He is CLord from everGlasting, And to FeverGlasting CGod.
[Verse 2]
Who is tAmhis, a Man of SoEmrrows, Walking sFadly Glife's hard Amway, Homeless, Amweary, sighing, Emweeping Over sFin andG Satan's Amsway? ’Tis ourC God, our glorious GSavior, Who aboAmve tGhe starry Fsky Is for Cus a place preGparing, Where no Ftear caGn dim theAm eye.
[Verse 3]
Who is tAmhis? Behold him Emshedding Drops of FblooGd upon the Amground! Who is tAmhis, despised, rEmejected Mocked, iFnsulted, Gbeaten,Am bound? ’Tis our CGod, Who gifts and Ggraces On His chAmurchG is pouring dFown; Who shall Csmite in holy venGgeance All His Ffoes Gbeneath His tChrone.
[Verse 4]
Who is tAmhis that hangs thereEm dying While the Frude world Gscoffs and sAmcorns, NumberedAm with the malEmefactors, Torn with Fnails, and cGrowned with Amthorns? ’Tis our CGod Who lives Gforever 'Mid the AmshinGing ones on Fhigh, In the Cglorious goldenG city, Reigning FeverGlastinglCy.