For God's house He had great zeal; It ate Him up – He can't conceal; Passion for justice that He'd feel; God's glory He won't let them steal; He came the temple's end to seal; For He's the temple Who'd reveal; His death through murder – pain ordeal; Through resurrection death repeal; All so sinners He could heal; And save them from sin's death appeal; To make them righteous – strong like steel; God came as man – the Man ideal; Our Christ is all – before Him kneel; Then He will fill you with a zeal; For Him alone – with longings feel; Since He's the glory none can steal!
Jesus died for every nation; Haitian, Croatian, and Galatian; He redeems from condemnation; Every tribe and tongue translation; He makes His family blood relation; He lives for their complete salvation; And makes all one – a new creation; Where Christ is all – our sure foundation!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
The Jewish leaders wanted to kill; They feared their idols Christ would steal; Though He came with pure goodwill; All God's Word He did fulfill; They hated Him with evil chill; And had Him killed on Calv'ry's hill; Yet through His blood that they would spill; He won the battle – what a thrill! So trust Him now – in peace be still; His glory this whole earth will fill!
Oh the temple! What a sight! So big and huge, robust with might! It's where God dwelt with glory light; Greatest wonder many write; But oh there's One Who's greater bright! His glory shines a better light! He enters in – the cleansing Knight; Against all sin He'll win the fight; And though He sometimes comes with fright; And doesn't always seem polite; His mercy's here for all contrite; For those who turn from sin outright; And trust in Him with all delight; For Jesus died to make you right; And rose again to kill death's bite; He's the temple great in might! With fame and beauty out of sight! He'll save you from your dreadful plight; And fill you full with pure delight!
That's my King! That's my King!
Jesus died for every nation; Haitian, Croatian, and Galatian; He redeems from condemnation; Every tribe and tongue translation; He makes His family blood relation; He lives for their complete salvation; And makes all one – a new creation; Where Christ is all – our sure foundation!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
The Jewish leaders wanted to kill; They feared their idols Christ would steal; Though He came with pure goodwill; All God's Word He did fulfill; They hated Him with evil chill; And had Him killed on Calv'ry's hill; Yet through His blood that they would spill; He won the battle – what a thrill! So trust Him now – in peace be still; His glory this whole earth will fill!
Oh the temple! What a sight! So big and huge, robust with might! It's where God dwelt with glory light; Greatest wonder many write; But oh there's One Who's greater bright! His glory shines a better light! He enters in – the cleansing Knight; Against all sin He'll win the fight; And though He sometimes comes with fright; And doesn't always seem polite; His mercy's here for all contrite; For those who turn from sin outright; And trust in Him with all delight; For Jesus died to make you right; And rose again to kill death's bite; He's the temple great in might! With fame and beauty out of sight! He'll save you from your dreadful plight; And fill you full with pure delight!
That's my King! That's my King!