Jesus My King

Cold sweat on my hands

In the firmament where I now stand

Is in power before the Son of God

Boldness came over me

As a molded body now free

For he that is dead is freed from sin

Call me a liar

Call me a thief

But I stand in Jesus my King

Soft voice, still and quiet

Drown out the noise for the Messiah

Is speaking clearly to your heart

Call me a liar

Call me a thief

But I stand in Jesus my King

All men need fire

But Christ's blood can clean

So I'll stand in Jesus my King

I have felt the weight of sin and borne the chains of death

But now I'm free for Jesus gave me breath

Tell a Christian by his fruits, well tell me if I'm led

The mind of Christ I have, the old man's dead.