Who is this that cometh from
Edom,
Crimson red His garments dyed?
In His hands are cruel nail
prints,
And a spear wound in His side?
Say, who is this �Man of
Sorrows�?
Why is He thus pierced and
scarred?
Who with face and form so
kingly!
Why His beauteous visage
marred?
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It is
Christ, the King of glory,
Who His life a ransom gave,
Bow before Him, and adore Him,
Jesus Christ the mighty to
save.
Who is this, despised and
rejected,
Who the winepress trod alone?
Who is this by all forsaken,
Left to comfort there are
none?
Who is this oppressed,
afflicted,
Yet no murmur ever heard;
As a Lamb led to the
slaughter,
Yet He answers not a word!
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Who is this with bearing so
kingly,
And a crown His brow adorns,
Not of gold and gems
befitting,
But of mocking, cruel thorns?
Why with many stripes thus
beaten?
Why thus scourged and spit
upon?
Why His anguish in the garden,
Kneeling, praying all alone?
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Who is this on Calvary�s
mountain,
Dying there such shameful
death?
Who for His tormentors
praying,
With His last expiring breath?
Who is this that earth should
tremble
And the sun in darkness hide,
Rocks be rent and graves be
opened,
When He bowed His head and
died?
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