Who am I to complain? When you endured so much suffering and pain
And who am I to be mad at you? For all the hard times that I’m going through
You’re the one who hung on the tree
You took the whips and the beatings for me
The one who bled, painting the ground
Forced to wear the burden of the thorny crown
Who am I? (4x)
No one comes to the Father, but through me
Those words you spoke, Lord to set me free
The cries still piercing, my mind can’t understand
Why they kept on spitting and throwing you to the sand
You’re strength divine my Lord as you carried your cross
To seek and save and find the lost
You’re the one who hung on the tree
You took the whips and the beatings for me
The one who bled, painting the ground
Forced to wear the burden of the thorny crown
Who am I? (4x)
I will give thanks, but it doesn’t seem enough
For a beating so brutal so rough
It is finished, he said, with his arms open wide
To ensure salvation and keep the faith alive
