The disciples had a discussion on the way
The pride of their hearts it did betray
From the greatness of Christ they turned away
And when He asked “What?,” they would not say
For they knew in their hearts they'd gone astray
Pride and envy are man's bad way
On your soul these vipers prey
Vipers within – their venom spray
“Grant death to self!” is what we pray
For our Christ came all pride to slay
Through death He'd take this sin away
And rise in victory the third day
To save our souls from self decay
Enable us to love display
And turn from self – give all away
So trust in Him and then obey
For He was humble – showed the way
And died and rose our pride to slay
So “Christ is all!” we would display!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
If you want to be first, you must be last
So embrace with joy the lowest caste
Be servant of all regardless of class
Even to those sad, alone, and harassed
Then in God's sight as the first you'll stand fast
Because our great King took the greatest last
As Suff'ring Servant His love's unsurpassed
God spared Him no wrath, though He cried and asked
Then rose up alive – forgiving your past
Now rest in His love – an ocean vast!
That's my King!
A child is least they did believe
He said a child you must receive
In this a humble heart achieve
To all your pride you die and leave
To “Christ is all!” alone you cleave
For He was least, and He would grieve
Upon that cross God's wrath receive
And die with those who steal and thieve
Then rise your guilt to all relieve
If Him alone you would believe
He's greater than you can conceive!
That's my King!
Oh what a wonder – the incarnation
Where God made man His habitation
May it lead to worship and prostration
God became man in humble summation
Our Creator took upon Himself creation
To grant His people such a great salvation
As they nailed Him to the cross in utter degradation
He made their blood flow through heart circulation
He's the Servant beyond any explanation
Who humbled Himself beyond expectation
He's worthy of all our praise and adoration
For He rose the from grave – His Kingly coronation!
That's my King! I wonder if you know Him?!
Christ Jesus Trust And Do Receive
Humbly Like A Child Believe
By This, True Greatness You’ll Achieve
Heaven’s Kingdom Joys Retrieve
No More Tears Or Pains You’ll Grieve
For Jesus Died And Rose To Heave
All Sins Into The Sea He’ll Leave
By Faith Alone All Wrath Relieved
We Love And Serve The Least Conceived
No Little Children We’ll Deceive
But To Our Christ Like Babies Cleave
Our Whole Lives For Good He’ll Weave
He Grants Us Pleasures None Conceive
He’s God The Son We Praise Believe!
That's my King! That's my King!
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