My King

I stand in the presence of
the King.
I stand in His presence and
I sing
How good, how righteous
It's plain to see
How holy, how lovely
Is my King.
Standing in His glory
Standing in this place
I kneel in His presence
Overwhelmed by His grace.
That this King would take me in
speak a better word
stand in my defense
Die for me
Take away my sin
Be lifted up and raised on high
This holy One
The One to whom I sing

Jesus Christ,
He's my King.

[We are in the kingdom.]

I sing to the King
I sing to His name.
How holy, how righteous
is His name
Great in all the earth
Great in fame, honor,
to Him is due
all the praise of my heart
all the thoughts of my soul.