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
That 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
I long to be His possession
Oh, He is my everything

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