God planted His vineyard and expected fruit; Israel – His beloved, tender shoot; But sadly her leaders had no root; Glory and money was their pursuit; Their sin and rebellion was acute; They killed the prophets – truth dilute; His vineyard pure they did pollute; And took the wicked, murderous route; So when Christ came, Him they'd refute; And cut Him down – His voice mute; But He's the Christ – He won't be mute! He ended death and killed its root! For He's Messiah – God's True Shoot! The Israelite Who'd bear much fruit! To save His bride was His pursuit; And all her wickedness refute; So trust Him now – He will recruit; And put you on a God pursuit!
God's patience runs with sinners long; In spite of all that they've done wrong; He cries: "Please turn and come along! Follow Me where you belong! I don't delight in judgment strong! That's why I sent My Son along!" God made Him who knew no wrong; To be the wrong and suffer long; So He could save – make us belong; So trust the Savior Who is strong; His mercy-heart is your new song!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
If the Christ you do reject; Against God's wrath He won't protect; And only curse you can expect; For Christ alone can wrath deflect; Since on that cross He hung erect; And took God's wrath Himself direct; He alone can saved the wrecked; Since He'd die then resurrect; And all our blessings there collect; Against all foes He will protect; So trust Him now and you're elect; His glory then you will reflect; And from your sins He will perfect; Of joy He'll be your great object!
Christ, above all, is the most precious Stone! No diamond compares with the glory He's shown; Breathtaking beauty that leaves your mind blown; He's the greatest reality to ever be known; All your enemies He'll master and own; Since He gave His life for your sin to atone; Rejected by men and God all alone; In the dark on that tree He died with a groan; Then conquered the grave – and death's overthrown; He's alive not dead – from the tomb He's flown; Now He rules over all upon His throne; Come to Him now – no longer postpone; Believe in the Savior and bow to this Stone; His Word in your heart will ever be sown; He'll give you a love – a love unknown; Your joys shall rise in Christ alone; And you He'll hold tight and never disown!
That's my King! That's my King!
God's patience runs with sinners long; In spite of all that they've done wrong; He cries: "Please turn and come along! Follow Me where you belong! I don't delight in judgment strong! That's why I sent My Son along!" God made Him who knew no wrong; To be the wrong and suffer long; So He could save – make us belong; So trust the Savior Who is strong; His mercy-heart is your new song!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
If the Christ you do reject; Against God's wrath He won't protect; And only curse you can expect; For Christ alone can wrath deflect; Since on that cross He hung erect; And took God's wrath Himself direct; He alone can saved the wrecked; Since He'd die then resurrect; And all our blessings there collect; Against all foes He will protect; So trust Him now and you're elect; His glory then you will reflect; And from your sins He will perfect; Of joy He'll be your great object!
Christ, above all, is the most precious Stone! No diamond compares with the glory He's shown; Breathtaking beauty that leaves your mind blown; He's the greatest reality to ever be known; All your enemies He'll master and own; Since He gave His life for your sin to atone; Rejected by men and God all alone; In the dark on that tree He died with a groan; Then conquered the grave – and death's overthrown; He's alive not dead – from the tomb He's flown; Now He rules over all upon His throne; Come to Him now – no longer postpone; Believe in the Savior and bow to this Stone; His Word in your heart will ever be sown; He'll give you a love – a love unknown; Your joys shall rise in Christ alone; And you He'll hold tight and never disown!
That's my King! That's my King!