Who Is This

Who is this divine and tender, Hailing from eternal shores? Once arrayed in highest splendor, Now in poverty Adored. He is Jesus, God made mortal, Word And flesh, the Light of Life. From a throne room to a stable, Hope is born this holy night. Who is this of might and meekness, Given all authority? With a word He stills the tempest, At His touch the blind can see. He is Jesus, our Messiah, long Awaited, long proclaimed. Sing hosanna in the highest, Christ the King has come to Reign. Who is this Reviled and stricken, broken on A cursed tree? Son of God, by God forsaken, drenched In our iniquity. He is Jesus, slain for sinners, Laden with our guilt and grief. All our praise to Him we render for His wounds have won our peace. For You won our peace. Who is this Entombed in darkness, cast into The bitter depths? He whom grave nor hell could harness, Rose and tore the sting from death. He is Jesus, God triumphant, Risen to the Father's side. All will bow in awe and reverence at The name of Jesus Christ. He is Jesus, God triumphant, Risen to the Father's side. All will bow in awe and reverence at The name of Jesus Christ. O come, let us Adore Him. O come, let us Adore Him. O come, let us Adore Him. Christ The Lord.