Oh how often in our flesh we trust; Hoping in self and our goodness we must; Pride in our background and race can't be hushed; To free us from this Christ came to be crushed, and to turn us away from all worldly lust; When we stay near the cross our pride's brought to dust; And on Christ alone all our hopes are thrust; For He was made sin Who alone was just; True righteousness is ours in Christ robust; Our pride we then hate and renounce in disgust; May our passion for Christ in flames now combust!
This text was so hard for me to prepare; Because my heart with it's truth cannot compare; To lose husband, wife, or for what you most care; Losing a child or great dreams my heart it would tear; But nothing we lose of all earthly fare can come close to our Christ or even compare; When you lose everything and your life is bare, you're tempted to cry out "That's just not fair!" But these feelings with the truth of God just don't square; To get what's fair would be hell in despair; But God is gracious – His mercy He'll share; If you trust in Christ that moment He'll spare; And promise you heaven to be with Him there; To do you good all your days with an oath He did swear; May more love to Christ be our constant prayer; So that "Christ is all!" we may truly declare!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
For Jesus our precious Savior and King; We'll count all things dung and lose everything; As our greatest treasure to Him alone cling because of the joy He'll forever bring to make us delight and in ecstasy sing; His praises from our hearts forever shall ring; Of true satisfaction He's the life spring!
All that we value that's close to our heart; For Christ we must willingly let it depart; He must be our first love right from the start; His love and His beauty are clear off the chart; He's the only One with Whom we can't be apart; All your sad pains He'll transform like fine art!
Jesus Himself is of surpassing worth; Alone in Himself He's the treasure of earth; Through Him all nations can have rebirth and live in harmony with unquenchable mirth!
Christ is greater than the racial pride chase; He died and rose to create one glorious race; Of all ethnic peoples one race by His grace; A people like family, but with a stronger embrace; For Christ's blood is thicker than biological base; In His church He came all racial strife to erase, and fill us with love leaving no racism trace; When we count everything loss and delight in His face!
That's my King! That's my King!
This text was so hard for me to prepare; Because my heart with it's truth cannot compare; To lose husband, wife, or for what you most care; Losing a child or great dreams my heart it would tear; But nothing we lose of all earthly fare can come close to our Christ or even compare; When you lose everything and your life is bare, you're tempted to cry out "That's just not fair!" But these feelings with the truth of God just don't square; To get what's fair would be hell in despair; But God is gracious – His mercy He'll share; If you trust in Christ that moment He'll spare; And promise you heaven to be with Him there; To do you good all your days with an oath He did swear; May more love to Christ be our constant prayer; So that "Christ is all!" we may truly declare!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
For Jesus our precious Savior and King; We'll count all things dung and lose everything; As our greatest treasure to Him alone cling because of the joy He'll forever bring to make us delight and in ecstasy sing; His praises from our hearts forever shall ring; Of true satisfaction He's the life spring!
All that we value that's close to our heart; For Christ we must willingly let it depart; He must be our first love right from the start; His love and His beauty are clear off the chart; He's the only One with Whom we can't be apart; All your sad pains He'll transform like fine art!
Jesus Himself is of surpassing worth; Alone in Himself He's the treasure of earth; Through Him all nations can have rebirth and live in harmony with unquenchable mirth!
Christ is greater than the racial pride chase; He died and rose to create one glorious race; Of all ethnic peoples one race by His grace; A people like family, but with a stronger embrace; For Christ's blood is thicker than biological base; In His church He came all racial strife to erase, and fill us with love leaving no racism trace; When we count everything loss and delight in His face!
That's my King! That's my King!
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