he is my everything

i long to be his possession

he is my everything. i remember my days of darkness

without sunshine or sight to lead my way

then a whisper of his voice softly called me

to the arms of my maker to stay. he is my reason for living

he is the king of all kings

i long to be his possession

he is my everything. after the lightning and the thunder

after the last bell has rung

i want to bow down before jesus

and hear him say

well done. he is my reason for living

he is the king of all kings

i long to be his possession

he is my everything. i long to be his possession

he is my everything.