My Lord, My King

My Lord, My King

Sins chains had me bound,
Struggling with all my might,
Still those chains held on tight,
Forcing me to the ground.

For all the wrong I’d done,
A river of bitter tear I shed.
Who could save me from the dead?
My Lord, my king, the only one.

My Lord, my King, only He,
That could be the Sacrifice;
To pay my sins high price,
So great His love for me.

Confused, I was so lost,
My body gripped in fear.
But my Lord came near,
Saying for you I’ll pay the cost.

His loving light shown in,
My Lord, God’s own Son,
On the cross it was done
He died to free me of my sin.

My Lord, my King, only He,
That could be the Sacrifice;
To pay my sins high price,
So great His love for me.

This story does not end,
Now my life belongs to Him.
His light will not ever dim,
From the grave He rose again.

Carl A. Gooch ~ 12 April 2010