King of Kings

Crown of thorns, throne of wood, blood-soaked decree,

Walked among the broken, set the captives free.

Turned tables in the temple, justice in His veins,

Miracles in the desert, water out the plains.

Feet on the waves, storm bowed to His name,

Bread for the masses, broke hunger and shame.

A carpenter's son with galaxies in His sight,

Darkness shattered when He spoke, "Let there be light."

Jesus is our King, hear the angels sing,

Chains break, walls shake, freedom He brings.

From the heavens to the grave, love reigns supreme,

Jesus is our King, forever the theme.

Thirty-three years, every step was divine,

Parables painted pictures, truth in every line.

Lazarus rose, stone rolled, death had to flee,

Fishermen turned apostles, faith set the sea.

Gold streets wait, but He walked in dust,

Washed feet of His brothers, betrayed by trust.

Thorns for a crown, nails for His throne,

Still He said, "Forgive them, they don’t know."

Lion and the Lamb, roar and the peace,

Kingdom eternal, His glory won't cease.

Alpha, Omega, the start and the end,

Through Him we rise, broken souls mend.