king of kings

King of Kings Verse one: He came from the dirt, no crown, no throne, Born in a manger, but the stars knew His own. Shepherds bowed low, wise men brought gold— The Lamb of God, but the Lion's soul. Thirty-three years, He walked on the waves, Flipped tables in temples, broke every grave. Blind see, lame walk, demons flee fast— That's the King of Kings, yeah, the first and the last. Chorus: Every knee shall bow—every tongue confess, Jesus Christ, the Savior, no more, no less. Lord of Lords, Messiah, one true God, The Way, the Truth, the Life—your only nod. Every knee shall bow—every chain gets broke, He rose from the dead, that's the final smoke. Verse two: They nailed Him high, thought they won the fight, But Sunday morning—boom—He split the night. Grave clothes folded, stone rolled away, Death got embarrassed, hell lost its day. Now He's at the right hand, scepter in grip, Angels sing "Holy," demons just dip. No politician, no fake-ass king— He's the Alpha, Omega—everything. Bridge: You doubt? Look at the cross—blood on the wood. You lost? He paid it—your debt's understood. You scared? He said "Peace"—then walked through walls. You empty? He fills—till your soul just calls. Outro: So bow now—don't wait for the end. King of Kings, Lord of Lords—He'll never bend. Messiah, Savior, the one true light— Every knee shall bow... tonight.