Sarah Brendel King I Love
He was born the Son of God
Still He came in flesh and blood
He inflamed a distant sun
To shine upon us
And when He first called out my name
I could see the mountains tremble
Here comes the King
Here comes the King I love
Here comes the King
Here comes the King I love, I love, I love, I love
He has died the world to save
But He overcame the grave
He ascended through the skies
To leave His Spirit
And when He raised me from the dead
I was wrapped in dead man’s clothing
And one day soon he will return
