My King
©2004 Kirk Shultz
Jesus, my king, my king.
I bow down to You, to You, to You.
You redeemed my soul, You give me life, You make me pure.
I am lifted up in You, in You, in You.
Tell me, what does it mean?
What does it mean to be a man?
Look to my Lord, Jesus Christ, and you will find, the perfect man.
He not only lived and died a man, but rose again, He rose again.
Death could not keep Him down, He had no sin, no not a one.
He is coming back of that I’m sure, to judge the world, to make things right.
Where do you stand when it comes to God?
Where do you stand when it comes to Jesus?
Come to Him on your knees, and you will find, a gracious god.
Turn from your ways and make Him, your Lord and King, Lord Jesus Christ.
Learn about His way and His will, and make it yours, God’s holy word.
He will give you faith, take your sins, make you pure.
Oh, Lord make me like You.
Put to death my old ways.
Jesus my king, my king.
I bow down to You, to You, to You.