This is my King

The God of my being, The God of my heart.

Yep that's right, it is that time when I have the privilege to worship my God and King because the God of my heart, the God of my being gave himself to dwell in human form on this earth. I always have this privilege (Thanks be to God) however it is emphasized this time of year. My mind is literally filled with images of that night, be it December 25th or March 27th, I cannot wait to find out all about it one day. That baby Savior in Bethlehem was to save the world, and he lay cooing in something similar to a feeding trough.

The God of my being, The God of my heart.

Master at birth, King of kings upon arrival, born of the Holy Spirit, Birthed to make all things new!

This is my King. He came and he is coming again, and how wonderful my song shall ever be.

This is the God of my being, The God of my heart.

All to God