There is no king, quite like Jesus, born to His mother in a manger bed. There is no king, quite like Jesus, wise-men came from afar to see this King. They followed a star.. just to find Him. Lying there helpless in His mother's arms. When He grew up, He'd teach the people, who He was, and why He came. To do His Father's will. It's hard to believe.. all that He did. Like a miracle.. turning water into wine. How can someone take two fish. Five loaves of bread. Feed five thousand hungry people. But He did. There is no king, quite like Jesus, healing the blind, so they could see again. There is no king, quite like Jesus, telling lame people to get up and walk. And then.. they did. There was a woman who couldn't stop bleeding. She pushed through a crowd.. just to touch.. His robe... He felt the power go right through Him. He said, "Daughter your faith.. has made you well... There is no king, quite like Jesus, working miracles, bringing some back to life. There is no king, quite like Jesus, it's hard to believe someone.. would betray a King.. like Him... There is no king, quite like Jesus, to wear a crown of Thorns upon His head. On His way to die. On a cross. He knew.. it was His.. destiny, to die, that day. And then He did. The power of it all.. He rose again. He was the sacrifice. To save us all. He's coming back. Like a thundering storm.. and the clouds will roll away.. and we will see His face... There is no king, quite like Jesus, He's coming back. To take us home. Where we belong, to live with Him. What other king.. would die for the people that He loves? There is no king, quite like Jesus, because of His love, we are living in His grace. There is no king, quite like Jesus, He calls me His.. And forever. He is. my King...
BeeHoney
