He continued to heal when He left Tyre; He met a deaf mute whose need was dire; From doing all good He'll never retire; Over the whole world He's the reigning Sire; He came to save us from our sinful mire, so we wouldn't face God's eternal fire; His death and resurrection do inspire; Repentance and faith He will require; Then His beauty you'll forever admire!
This needy man had closed up ears; But God on earth the Christ appears to save from all his future fears and dry his saddened, lonely tears; His ears the Christ sets free and clears to the joy and praise of all his peers; He caused astonishment with cheers; Though once a deaf man now he hears; He'll praise the Christ for all his years Who rules o'er all our earthly spheres and makes sure sadness disappears; Then on that day when He appears and each knee bows and Him reveres, we'll hear His voice with perfect ears; Praise be to Him eternal cheers!
No praises from his mouth could bring; His tongue was tied like in a sling; And then he met his Savior King Who touched his tongue – He did redeem; O for a thousand tongues to sing; May praises to our God now ring; The Christ Himself is the greatest thing; So turn from sin and to Him cling; Of every good He's the eternal spring!
He astonishes you beyond measure because He Himself is the greatest treasure Who alone grants inexpressible pleasure!
That's my King! I wonder if you know Him today?!
Like God said: "Let there be!" and it was very good; Jesus said: "Be Opened!" and this deaf man understood; He began the new creation as the Second Adam should; May we trust and obey Him – His true followers would!
At His trial, His mouth was closed; He couldn't hear, Pilate supposed; Like a sheep before its foes; He remained silent but still composed; The world and devil He opposed; All these powers He deposed when on that cross He was exposed; But in the grave not decomposed; He rose from there, death's mouth He closed; Now we're forever all transposed; And Paradise has been disclosed – He's the best gift we find enclosed!
He always, in love, does all things well, no matter what trial in your life befell; Whether you went to jail, your lover said farewell, cancer's in your blood cell, or it's so bad you can't even tell; He works all things for good if with Him you dwell; If you trust in Him, He suffered the pains of hell for the reason you went to jail; On that cross His Father said farewell, so you, He would never expel; In His own body He bore the cancer cell so that one day your health will forever excel; And the worst of trials that your mouth can't tell; He meant for good so don't rebel; But may His love for you compel; To give up all and go and tell; Of His great love, He's done all well!
He makes the mute man sing with glee; He fulfilled this amazing prophesy; He's God in the flesh – the One we see; The almighty, glorious One in Three; He died and rose to set us free; Repent and believe – that is His plea!
That's my King! That's my King!
This needy man had closed up ears; But God on earth the Christ appears to save from all his future fears and dry his saddened, lonely tears; His ears the Christ sets free and clears to the joy and praise of all his peers; He caused astonishment with cheers; Though once a deaf man now he hears; He'll praise the Christ for all his years Who rules o'er all our earthly spheres and makes sure sadness disappears; Then on that day when He appears and each knee bows and Him reveres, we'll hear His voice with perfect ears; Praise be to Him eternal cheers!
No praises from his mouth could bring; His tongue was tied like in a sling; And then he met his Savior King Who touched his tongue – He did redeem; O for a thousand tongues to sing; May praises to our God now ring; The Christ Himself is the greatest thing; So turn from sin and to Him cling; Of every good He's the eternal spring!
He astonishes you beyond measure because He Himself is the greatest treasure Who alone grants inexpressible pleasure!
That's my King! I wonder if you know Him today?!
Like God said: "Let there be!" and it was very good; Jesus said: "Be Opened!" and this deaf man understood; He began the new creation as the Second Adam should; May we trust and obey Him – His true followers would!
At His trial, His mouth was closed; He couldn't hear, Pilate supposed; Like a sheep before its foes; He remained silent but still composed; The world and devil He opposed; All these powers He deposed when on that cross He was exposed; But in the grave not decomposed; He rose from there, death's mouth He closed; Now we're forever all transposed; And Paradise has been disclosed – He's the best gift we find enclosed!
He always, in love, does all things well, no matter what trial in your life befell; Whether you went to jail, your lover said farewell, cancer's in your blood cell, or it's so bad you can't even tell; He works all things for good if with Him you dwell; If you trust in Him, He suffered the pains of hell for the reason you went to jail; On that cross His Father said farewell, so you, He would never expel; In His own body He bore the cancer cell so that one day your health will forever excel; And the worst of trials that your mouth can't tell; He meant for good so don't rebel; But may His love for you compel; To give up all and go and tell; Of His great love, He's done all well!
He makes the mute man sing with glee; He fulfilled this amazing prophesy; He's God in the flesh – the One we see; The almighty, glorious One in Three; He died and rose to set us free; Repent and believe – that is His plea!
That's my King! That's my King!
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