When devils roar and Christ is sad
And all His future's dark and bad
He faced His Father's wrath so mad
To Him all sins our God would add
He'd lose the pleasure of His Dad
Alone, forsaken – no more glad
But on that cross He conquered bad
And took away His Father's mad
Rose up alive in light He's clad
And now to us His goodness add
All sins forgiven we are glad
Someday all joy and no more sad!
That's my King!
With soul in sorrow He could die
He'd pray and sweat and loudly cry
“Oh Father let this cup pass by!
For You can do all things on high!
Your will be done – I will comply!”
This prayer is hard – we can't deny
Was Jesus' love now spent and dry?
From Him did faith and boldness fly?
Is our King weak as death drew nigh?
A million “No's!” we must reply!
Our King is King of kings on high!
He's perfect man in every eye
His prayer shows us a perfect cry
Perfect fear – from wrath He'd fly
Perfect hate – toward sin defy
Perfect joy in God nearby
The perfect Man must pray this cry!
But on His God He would rely
And give His life and finally die
Then rise to ascend in the sky
And our salvation full apply!
That's my King! Do you know Him?!
Fear not mere men who bodies kill
And leave the souls untouched and still
But fear the God Who at His will
Casts souls and bodies with great zeal
Straight into hell – justice fulfill
Jesus obeyed with perfect skill
And feared His God Whose wrath would spill
All over Him on Calvary's hill
Millions of hells would be His pill
The darkest chill and greatest ill
Would be His plight – it was God's will
When perfect Man this fear did feel
His only prayer – He must appeal
His fear is perfectly ideal
Fear only God Who souls can kill!
That's my King!
Christ hated sin with perfect hate
He lived the righteous, sinless state
But knew He soon would bear the weight
Of all our sinful wicked freight
As sin our God would then equate
The perfect Savior Who's the Great
This cannot be for it's innate
That more than all, sin, Christ would hate!
And so He prayed: “Father create!
Another way – this cross negate!”
But as He cried and lay prostrate
On His Father's will He'd wait!
That's my King! I wonder if you know Him today?!
The Father is Jesus' greatest delight
The joy they have is out of sight
So when Christ sees His terrible plight
The Father turns His back from sight
And says: “My only Son I'll smite!”
He cannot take this darkest night
But for His Father's presence fight!
With every fiber of His might
“Oh Father take the cross from sight!”
But so we could be saved tonight
Our Savior died and did what's right
And rose again – our sovereign Knight
To be our joy and delight!
That's my King!
Christ Jesus’ Life Was Full Out Pressed
Like Olive Oil He’s Crushed, Depressed
His Soul In Sorrow, Troubled, Stressed
God’s Cup Of Wrath His Soul Distressed
“Let This Cup Pass!” Three Times Request
For He’d Take Sin Upon His Breast
Who Knew No Sin, Hates Sin Detest
He Feared His God The Perfect Best
And Knew He’d Lose His Father’s Rest
Forsaken, Killed, And Sore Oppressed
Yet With His Father’s Will Obsessed
He Died For All Our Sins Transgressed
Then Rose Alive So Now We’re Blessed
By Faith Alone We’re Just And Dressed
In His Pure Righteousness Possessed
We Live For Him Our Love Expressed
For He’s Our All, Our One True Quest!
That's my King! That's my King!
God And The Gospel
To learn more about the great and true Triune God, the God-Man, Jesus Christ, His cross, and His glorious Gospel message and everlasting Kingship, please watch American Gospel: Christ Alone. You can watch the full documentary here with a free, 3 day trial.
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