We found "my king" used in 12 sacred songs, each carrying a unique message of faith.
my king
...To the harvest fields I will gladly go,
In the service of my king,
With a song of love to the faint and low,...
To the harvest fields I will gladly go,
In the service of my king,
With a song of love to the faint and low,
...To the harvest fields I will gladly go,
In the service of my king,
With a song of love to the faint and low,...
To the harvest fields I will gladly go,
In the service of my king,
With a song of love to the faint and low,
...Of realms beyond the sea,
I’m here on business for my king.
This is the message that I bring,...
Of realms beyond the sea,
I’m here on business for my king.
This is the message that I bring,
...He who died to set me free,
Shall my king forever be,
Jesus, the King of Glory;...
He who died to set me free,
Shall my king forever be,
Jesus, the King of Glory;
...My great high priest before the throne,
My king of heav’nly might.
For He indeed is Lord of lords,...
My great high priest before the throne,
My king of heav’nly might.
For He indeed is Lord of lords,
...That shall tell my Lord has come.
Then, caught up to met my king
With the ransomed ones I’ll sing...
That shall tell my Lord has come.
Then, caught up to met my king
With the ransomed ones I’ll sing
...Amazing love, how can it be
That You, my King, should die for me?
Amazing love, I know it's true...
Amazing love, how can it be
That You, my King, should die for me?
Amazing love, I know it's true
...His burden we willingly bear.
I’m dwelling with Jesus my King;
I’ve found where He dwells with His own;...
His burden we willingly bear.
I’m dwelling with Jesus my King;
I’ve found where He dwells with His own;
...Oh, my soul, rejoice
Take joy, my King
In what You hear...
Oh, my soul, rejoice
Take joy, my King
In what You hear
...Sweep thou, my strings, for I would sing
Redeeming grace thro’ Christ my king.
Redeeming grace, redeeming grace,...
Sweep thou, my strings, for I would sing
Redeeming grace thro’ Christ my king.
Redeeming grace, redeeming grace,
...Tho’ my lot be weary—toiling since the spring,
Yet a time of resting cometh with my king;
Now the whitened harvest waits the willing hand,...
Tho’ my lot be weary—toiling since the spring,
Yet a time of resting cometh with my king;
Now the whitened harvest waits the willing hand,
...And with these twain would I most fain
Anoint the body of my king;
So may their incense sometime rise...
And with these twain would I most fain
Anoint the body of my king;
So may their incense sometime rise
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