I don’t need a title. I don’t need a stage

I don’t need a platform, or a following.

I don’t need to lead; be in club ministry

I don’t need those things;  Jesus is my King.

 

See,

King Jesus – in my house tearing down flimsy walls.

King Jesus – in my house, and You are personal.

King Jesus – in my house, and You are MORE than industry,

MORE than a culture movement of “make me a celebrity.”

King Jesus –  in my house, and You grant my every need,

You are the flavor seasoning true servant ministry!

 

SO MUCH….

More than a mic in my hand; more than a song I’ve written

More than a sermon I’ve preached, more than a high emotion I’ve reached.

The Beginning, the Forever and the Always Been;

The End, Omnipotent, The Great I  Am.

The Breaker, the Healer, The Door to enter in,

Through you only, In you, my Residence.

 

My resting place,

so sacred place,

I  go to pray, to see YOUR face.

 

My quiet place,

better than any stage

More special then

any public space.

 

See,

King Jesus – in my house tearing down flimsy walls.

King Jesus – in my house, and You are personal.

King Jesus – in my house, and You are MORE than industry,

MORE than a culture movement of “make me a celebrity.”

King Jesus –  in my house, and You grant my every need,

You are the flavor seasoning true servant ministry!

 

I’ve seen YOU move,

in a crowd, breaking through.

But there is nothing like,

when it’s just me and YOU…

 

Your voice breaking in, and that’s where I’m:

Filled over the brim,

a vessel spent – a fragrance scent.

 

My identity,  released,

My faith,  refined,

Your reign is loosed,

and I’m the NEW wine.

 

See,

King Jesus – in my house tearing down flimsy walls.

King Jesus – in my house, and You are personal.

King Jesus – in my house, and You are MORE than industry,

MORE than a culture movement of “make me a celebrity.”

King Jesus –  in my house, and You grant my every need,

You are the flavor seasoning true servant ministry!

 

It’s all about:

Relationship,

Sweet sweet fellowship,

The Father,

The Friend,

The Mother,

Elohim,

El Shaddai

El Olam

Jehovah–Raa

Immanuel

Your Wonder

that captivates

more than

artificiality.

 

You tumble down

man-made walls,

Take back what’s yours

King Jesus roars….

And You are worth a life wasted out, pouring out, bleeding out, You found me out…

I don’t NEED any one thing,

just Jesus as my King.