"That's My King!" Who's The Son Whose Blood Was Spilled So Babies Won't Be Killed But Instead Live Fulfilled And In Him Alone Be Thrilled!

There's a great evil in the world called abortion

In truth it's murder and that's not a distortion

Of all social evils it's out of proportion

Babies' blood for money it's greedy extortion

Of parents' pure love it's a wicked contortion

Our only hope is finding Christ as our all satisfying portion!

That's my King!

We want to rescue those who are to death taken away

Of all they're the most innocent and helpless – they have no say

65 million dead and gone since the high court had its sway

Our great God said, "You shall not murder;" There's no room for gray

But all of us in anger have murdered and gone astray

Our own sin on that cross the Son of God did slay

He's the most innocent and became helpless to obey

Innocence died on that cross and then rose to be the Way

He put God's love for murderers on manifold display

Now to us vast depths of mercy He forever does convey

And promises to never leave but always love and stay

To make known His breathless beauty to you in wide array

Which you will love and treasure and forevermore survey

So bow down to this great King – cry, hope in Him, and pray

Make your grace filled choice – repent and believe without delay

Turn from wicked idols and take Christ as your all today!

That's my King!  Do you know Him?!

He gave Himself to satisfy the needs of the oppressed

Of all love givers He's the best

He bled and died to pass the test

Then rose up alive to fulfill His quest

If we believe in Him for rest

He'll save our souls and be our guest

In His righteousness we will be dressed

And toward good works we will be pressed

We'll stand up for the weak distressed

And who could be more sore oppressed 

Than babies doctors would molest

Instead of safe inside her nest

Or nursing at their mother's breast

They're dismembered upon request

Over this we should be depressed

Until our sins we do confess, detest, and leave dispossessed

Then in Christ we will be blessed 

For all our sin has been addressed

We stood condemned with Christ our Rest

And rose with Him alive with zest

Now we live as those possessed 

For with our Christ we are obsessed

For He's our living treasure chest!

That's my King! 

So if you have an abortion past

There's grace for you that's unsurpassed

For where your sin has been amassed

His grace your sin will sure outlast

His love for you is great and vast

For on that cross it came to pass

God's own loved Son with wrath He'd blast

To save you from your wicked past 

And your whole life He will recast

That's why this Christ is unsurpassed!

That's my King! That's my King!