Woman is the most beautiful in all God's creation
She's the glory of man who brings great elation
Her main beauty's not seen in her hair or outward presentation
Even though that takes your breath away and causes infatuation
Her beauty's most seen in a heart fixation
On the glorious King of our great salvation
He's her preoccupation, infatuation, and holy fascination
Who causes intoxication more than anything else in all of creation
Like the women in our text who viewed His propitiation
And stayed around the confrontation
When most of the twelve hid in hibernation
They looked on Jesus with great admiration
They followed Him to the end without reservation
They ministered to His needs in His life occupation
Encouraged His work for the whole duration
They're last at the cross and first at the resurrection jubilation
Where He rose from the dead to bring reformation and justification so there's no condemnation
Now His love causes intoxication
While He fashions us for total beautification
As we delight in Him – our sure foundation!
That's My King! I wonder if you know Him today?!
To Jesus alone the women would look
As the ground beneath them shimmied and shook
For all their sins He died and took
To follow Him all things they forsook
They'd trust in Him and obey His Book
And to Christ Who is all they always look!
He said follow Me; And I hope you'll see
He'll set you free
Who died on the tree
To free you from your selfish me
To bow the knee
With joyous glee
To the great One in Three
These women didn't flee
Because He's the greatest Me
And to all satisfaction He is the Key
Who helps you to be all He wants you to be!
That's my King!
To Jesus they ministered with all their heart
They're with Him first even right from the start
And from His side they'd never depart
Because it's King Jesus Who's captured their heart!
Jesus' love for women is deep and clear
His care for them is without peer
He treats them with honor as those who are dear
And soon yet again He'll bring them near
From following Him they'll never veer
At the tomb to one He will appear
And Christ they'll worship and revere
As the God-Man Who died sincere
Then rose alive to make them cheer
He sets them free from every fear!
That's my King! That's my King!
She's the glory of man who brings great elation
Her main beauty's not seen in her hair or outward presentation
Even though that takes your breath away and causes infatuation
Her beauty's most seen in a heart fixation
On the glorious King of our great salvation
He's her preoccupation, infatuation, and holy fascination
Who causes intoxication more than anything else in all of creation
Like the women in our text who viewed His propitiation
And stayed around the confrontation
When most of the twelve hid in hibernation
They looked on Jesus with great admiration
They followed Him to the end without reservation
They ministered to His needs in His life occupation
Encouraged His work for the whole duration
They're last at the cross and first at the resurrection jubilation
Where He rose from the dead to bring reformation and justification so there's no condemnation
Now His love causes intoxication
While He fashions us for total beautification
As we delight in Him – our sure foundation!
That's My King! I wonder if you know Him today?!
To Jesus alone the women would look
As the ground beneath them shimmied and shook
For all their sins He died and took
To follow Him all things they forsook
They'd trust in Him and obey His Book
And to Christ Who is all they always look!
He said follow Me; And I hope you'll see
He'll set you free
Who died on the tree
To free you from your selfish me
To bow the knee
With joyous glee
To the great One in Three
These women didn't flee
Because He's the greatest Me
And to all satisfaction He is the Key
Who helps you to be all He wants you to be!
That's my King!
To Jesus they ministered with all their heart
They're with Him first even right from the start
And from His side they'd never depart
Because it's King Jesus Who's captured their heart!
Jesus' love for women is deep and clear
His care for them is without peer
He treats them with honor as those who are dear
And soon yet again He'll bring them near
From following Him they'll never veer
At the tomb to one He will appear
And Christ they'll worship and revere
As the God-Man Who died sincere
Then rose alive to make them cheer
He sets them free from every fear!
That's my King! That's my King!
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