"That's My King!" Who's The Beloved Son Whom Wicked Men Would Kill And Shun But Through His Death His Work Is Done – Now He's Alive Second To None!

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! 

"That's My King!" Who Owns All Authority On High, False Teachers' Evil Tongues He'd Tie, Then Speak The Truth And For Us Die!

Authority is the right and power to command; To Whom will you bow and not withstand; Christ the King rules every land; All other powers are sinking sand; His Kingdom's rule will ever expand; So turn from self-rule and what you've planned; Submit to Him and give your hand; To do with joy His command; His death was just – God's right demand; He rose alive in glory grand; And now if you by faith will stand; You'll enter in the promised land!
Who will you, above all, obey?  That's your king no matter what you say; The greatest king that makes us stray; Is our king-self that we must slay; Now put king-self to death and say:  "My Christ is all! - For all He'd pay!" He died and rose on the third day!  To take your wicked sin away; And be the King you will obey; He'll never let you go astray; But gives His mercy full display; In your new life He is the way!

That's my King!  Do you know Him?!

They come to God and want to question; Instead they should bow and make confession; All authority's in His possession; He raised the dead – a bold impression; He said, “I AM!” - His God expression; He forgave sins – that's only God's discretion; He has all power but no oppression; He can save from all aggression; And heal your every paralyzing depression; He'll save from every evil transgression; He ever lives to make intercession; His aim is to be your greatest obsession!
Jesus responds – I will question you; Like God said to Job, now brace for what's true; Stand back my friends – don't mess with this Jew! He won't answer the fool like we often do; He reveals their cowardly hearts that He knew; And shows that they must be born anew!
God is silent to everyone full of pride; In humility bow – set self aside; He loves the humble with arms open wide; His mercy is free to all who abide; By faith in Him – in His mercy hide; For God was silent to Christ when He cried; "My God! My God! You've left My side!" Oh the sad silence when Jesus died; But God raised Him up – all mercies supplied; God's silence is broken for all worldwide; So trust in Him now and be His bride; He'll save you forever – your needs He'll provide; And fill you with joy that no one can hide!

That's my King!  That's my King!

"That's My King!" Who Took On Flesh That Happy Morn And From His Father's Side Was Torn So We Could One Day Be Reborn!

Our King said: "You must be born again!  If God's Kingdom you'd enter in!"  It's the only way He'll save from sin; He came down our souls to win; So He was born outside the inn; And in a stable trough therein; A humble slave like none has been; He died and rose to save from sin; So you could have new life within; If all on Him your hopes you'll pin; Then turn and deeply hate your sin; You know your new life did begin; He grants you joy and peace within! In Christ the victory we'll win!
Enter once more into the womb?  How can this be – he can't presume; Yet physically he did assume; When Christ spoke of a Spirit bloom; The Holy One comes with a boom; He takes the stony hearts of doom; And grants new hearts – the Spirit's room; For since He died and took our gloom; And rose and reigns o'er all the tomb; We live with Him – our great Bridegroom; Take off your sinful self costume; Be who you are in Christ and bloom; For He's the Lover we consume!

That's my King!  I wonder if you know Him today?!

Water and Spirit is the key; To make you clean and set you free! In God's great works we often see; These two at work – they do agree; The first creation – God's decree; His Spirit roamed over the sea; In new creation, hearts will be; What God makes new to set you free; And all because our God for thee; Did bleed and die upon that tree!
The Spirit cannot be contained; He's like the wind that can't be chained; His work can't fully be explained; But all whom God has foreordained; Will have new hearts and be constrained; To follow Christ Whose blood has stained; That cross where all for us was gained; Where pains of hell his body strained; As all His blood poured out and drained; Oh! This love can't be explained! Neither can it be contained! By the grave He's not restrained! But lives forevermore unfeigned! To give us all that He's obtained! In Him we are always sustained! For on us mercies He has rained!
After new birth, we will obey; And follow all our Christ did say; We have new hearts that will not stray; For in them God's law is the way; Plus the Spirit will display; His work in us each passing day; So trust the Son Whom God did slay!  He is the truth – the life – the way!

That's my King!  That's my King!

"That's My King!" Who Cried Father Forgive Then Died And Rose So You Could Live And Now Forgiveness Freely Give!

Forgive is what our Master did; His mercy-heart cannot be hid; He cried for mercy – made His bid; While into death's firm grip He slid; And now because of what He did; God's grace from us cannot be hid; He crushed death's grip – of sin we're rid!  All blessings flow – none He'll forbid!
Christ had the most against us all; Our sins against Him piled up tall; Between us stood a wrathful wall; Against the God above appall; And ever since Adam's great fall; We've loved our sin that treats God small; We've persecuted Him like Saul; And treated with contempt and gall; The One Who is the all in all!

That's my King!  Do you know Him?!

Yet even in our sin so bad; That's made our infinite God mad; All our sins to Christ He'd add; And crush His Son – He's all God had; Now we will be forever glad; With no more sin to make us sad; For with Christ's righteousness we're clad; And God's our loving, patient Dad!
Now trust in Christ and to Him flee; He saves by faith alone – no fee; And this salvation is the key; To grant you a forgiveness spree; Oh there behold Him on that tree; He loved and died to set you free; He cast your sins into the sea! And when this lavish grace you see; You'll love, forgive, and peace will be; No grudges hold – just sweet esprit; No matter what's been done to thee; All because the One in Three; Gave up Himself upon that tree!

That's my King!  That's my King!

"That's My King!" Who Perfectly Believed And Holy Righteousness Achieved So Full Forgiveness We've Received!

"Have faith in God" is what He said; Blind unbelief will leave you dead; Just like the fig tree cursed widespread; They saw the life that Christ had lead; He healed the sick and raised the dead; Without much food gave thousands bread; Made lame to walk – picked up his bed; The blind would see – have light instead; And yet they doubted Christ their Head; And even from His side they fled; But He goes forth – stands in their stead; And on that cross His blood He shed; He took God's wrath and for us bled; Now lives forevermore to spread; New life to all who trust  and wed; The Son of God by faith Who said; "Three days will pass but look ahead; I'll rise again and on death tread!"  Then all your fears and doubts He shred; And gives you joy and life instead; So come to Him – don't be misled; By faith He'll raise you from the dead; And be your all in all to spread!

That's my King!  I wonder if you know Him today?!

Prayer is for battle – the warrior's call; Not for a butler down the hall; To bring you worldly stuff so small; Cry out to God and learn from Paul; Who prayed for Christ's love to enthrall; And mercies down from heaven fall; So wicked sinners bad like Saul; Could turn from sin and on Christ call; Then He would be their all in all!
Saving faith is where true life starts; And false religion all departs; There's true worship from our hearts; A gift from God that He imparts!
Believing prayer begs for God's will; We follow Jesus in His zeal; "Thy will be done!" His murder seal; And though the Devil bruised His heel; He crushed the serpent's head for real; Then rise He did to make death squeal; The nations He from sin would heal; Remember Paul – His thrice appeal; "Take this thorn – the pain I feel!" But "No" Christ said – "this is ideal; For in your weakness I'll be steel; My grace enough in your ordeal!" So trust the Lord and taste His meal; May joy in Christ you all fulfill!

That's my King!  That's my King!