He's the incarnation; The God on earth visitation; The God-Man summation without bifurcation; Savior of every nation; The "all-of-life" foundation; Without Whom there's no salvation; Who saves from condemnation and is worthy of our most faithful dedication, infinite admiration, and eternal appreciation!
Through the virgin birth He came down to earth; He fills with mirth by granting rebirth; Of joy in Him there's not the slightest dearth, for He Himself is of infinite worth!
He's fully God and fully man according to God's perfect plan; He saves sinners from every clan; His mercy has no bounds or span; From Bhutan to Japan, Iran to Sudan, or Kazakhstan – He's the only saving Man Who doing all things good – He can!
He humbled Himself to be born in a manger; Though all around He was surrounded by danger; To the likeness of sinful flesh He's no longer a stranger, but lived and died to be the sin for righteousness exchanger; He rose up from the grave to be the only great world changer; He'll live in you to be your whole life's rearranger!
Hark the herald angels sing; Glory to the newborn King Who comes with healing in His wing; All by Himself He's the greatest thing; He's the everlasting spring who alone can make your heart ring; To you salvation He will bring, if to Him by faith alone you'll cling!
Let every heart prepare Him room; He's God come from the virgin's womb; All sin and death He will consume; He saves from wrath and judgment doom; He died on Friday – there was gloom; But Sunday rose up from the tomb; Now He's our everlasting groom; If you trust in Him, He'll make you bloom!
That's my King! I wonder if you know Him today?!
For unto us a child is born; Of true salvation, He's the horn; He'll make His people cease to mourn; Joy to the world He will adorn; He came to save from sin and porn by being Kinged with crown of thorn; In His body our sins were borne; On that cross He was forlorn; He took on all our sin and scorn; At His death the curtain's torn; Yet He rose up just as was sworn; so those who trust could be reborn!
Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns; He came to save from all our pains; From every sin He'll break those chains if you'll seek to die like little grains; then you'll find your fruit remains; In holiness you'll make great gains!
He came to make His blessings flow far as the curse is found below; Though your sins are red you know; He died to make them white as snow; He took upon Himself your woe, and now your clean from head to toe; Behind His back your sins He'll throw; Just trust in Him nothing you owe; In your heart good things He'll sow; Through His Spirit you'll begin to grow!
He shall save His people from their sins; That's were Matthew's Gospel starts and ends; Trust in Him and there your life begins; He's the Warrior-King Who always wins; He came to make His enemies God's friends!
Immanuel is His glorious name; He's "God with us!" we must proclaim; In the manger our weakness He became; Go tell it on the mountain without shame; May this good news set our world aflame; On that cross He took our blame, forever banished all our shame, and rose from the grave all death to tame; The world will never be the same; All sadness for joy He will reclaim for the glorious fame of His beautiful name!
That's my King! That's my King!
Through the virgin birth He came down to earth; He fills with mirth by granting rebirth; Of joy in Him there's not the slightest dearth, for He Himself is of infinite worth!
He's fully God and fully man according to God's perfect plan; He saves sinners from every clan; His mercy has no bounds or span; From Bhutan to Japan, Iran to Sudan, or Kazakhstan – He's the only saving Man Who doing all things good – He can!
He humbled Himself to be born in a manger; Though all around He was surrounded by danger; To the likeness of sinful flesh He's no longer a stranger, but lived and died to be the sin for righteousness exchanger; He rose up from the grave to be the only great world changer; He'll live in you to be your whole life's rearranger!
Hark the herald angels sing; Glory to the newborn King Who comes with healing in His wing; All by Himself He's the greatest thing; He's the everlasting spring who alone can make your heart ring; To you salvation He will bring, if to Him by faith alone you'll cling!
Let every heart prepare Him room; He's God come from the virgin's womb; All sin and death He will consume; He saves from wrath and judgment doom; He died on Friday – there was gloom; But Sunday rose up from the tomb; Now He's our everlasting groom; If you trust in Him, He'll make you bloom!
That's my King! I wonder if you know Him today?!
For unto us a child is born; Of true salvation, He's the horn; He'll make His people cease to mourn; Joy to the world He will adorn; He came to save from sin and porn by being Kinged with crown of thorn; In His body our sins were borne; On that cross He was forlorn; He took on all our sin and scorn; At His death the curtain's torn; Yet He rose up just as was sworn; so those who trust could be reborn!
Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns; He came to save from all our pains; From every sin He'll break those chains if you'll seek to die like little grains; then you'll find your fruit remains; In holiness you'll make great gains!
He came to make His blessings flow far as the curse is found below; Though your sins are red you know; He died to make them white as snow; He took upon Himself your woe, and now your clean from head to toe; Behind His back your sins He'll throw; Just trust in Him nothing you owe; In your heart good things He'll sow; Through His Spirit you'll begin to grow!
He shall save His people from their sins; That's were Matthew's Gospel starts and ends; Trust in Him and there your life begins; He's the Warrior-King Who always wins; He came to make His enemies God's friends!
Immanuel is His glorious name; He's "God with us!" we must proclaim; In the manger our weakness He became; Go tell it on the mountain without shame; May this good news set our world aflame; On that cross He took our blame, forever banished all our shame, and rose from the grave all death to tame; The world will never be the same; All sadness for joy He will reclaim for the glorious fame of His beautiful name!
That's my King! That's my King!
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