Beautiful Jesus, King of Kings
I can’t forget the things He did
Beautiful King, of every King
Look how he battled everything:
Authorities took Him and attacked Him
Until He couldn’t take it anymore
Thirty-nine times, Jesus was whipped
They turned Him around and beat Him more
As these things were happening
He cried in pain and agony
His beaten image was saddening
His determined eyes produced melancholy
Beautiful Jesus, King of Kings
He fought to complete His Father’s Will
Beautiful Jesus, our Savior and our King
He fought so life He would accomplish
As He carried the cross along
He breathed heavily because of His pain
Even though His judgement was all so wrong
He chose to do it anyways
As they nailed Jesus’ Hands
He cried, “Father, they don’t understand.”
As He saw His own blood
Falling to the other side of the cross
As He was hung up on that cross
He prayed for every one of us
We were laughing, and righteous-free
Then He said, “Father, forgive them please.”
Beautiful Jesus, King of Kings
I can’t forget the things He did
He rose to conquer and rule as King
He stands as our one and only King
Beautiful Jesus, King of Kings
He fought to complete His Father’s Wish
How can you refuse what Jesus did?
How can you refuse the King of Kings?
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