King of kings

Lift your eyes up to heaven See the King on His throne With the thorns on His brow Thine be the glory Thine be the glory The Alpha and Omega The Beginning and the End The coming Prince of Peace The King of Glory, King of kings His bloodstained hair is hanging down His lips are parched He gasps for air His hands and feet Are nailed to His throne His mocking subjects Crowd around Him Hailing Him with jeering sneers As He cries, “Father, forgive them!” Thine be the glory Thine be the glory The Alpha and Omega The Beginning and the End The coming Prince of Peace The King of Glory, King of kings The lightning flashes Around His throne The thunder crashes A cry that tears the earth and sky “My God, why hast thou forsaken Me?” “My God, where are You? I’m searching for You.” The trembling lips now pale and silent The matted hair, the blood washed face The pulseless breast, the lifeless hands Behold the King on His t