Our King

There is no-one like our King
Who would dare to welcome us in?
We've wondered in a pitiful mess
Brought to a place to confess
For in our hearts we were lost
Until You paid the ultimate cost
You sent Your Son, to us You gave
Now He has torn up the grave
Raised up to the most high place
We are astounded by Your boundless grace
'Cause one cannot same themselves
Astonished by how deep Your love delves
For this we can shout "Come and see
My Lord, my God, my Saviour has rescued me!"

By Pete Scopes