(words & music by dallas frazier) I long to be his possession Oh, he is my everything I remember my days of darkness Without sunshine or sight to lead the way But a whisper of his voice softly calling To the arms of my maker to stay
He is my reason for living, Oh he is the king of all kings I long to be his possession, Oh, he is my everything
After the lighting and thunder After the last bell has rung I want to bow down before him And hear him say well done
He is my reason for living Oh he is the king of all kings I long to be his possession Oh, he is my everything
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