What Kind of a King Lyrics

What kind of a King

Would exchange His throne for a cross

And what kind of a King

Initiates a movement through life loss

And what kind of a King

holds the world in His hands

But also holds my heart

Empathizes and understands

And what kind of a King

Would take my place

Would take that cross

For love's own sake

And what kind of a King

Would dine with peasants

Would find the company

Of wretched sinners pleasant

What kind of a King

Forgives the very ones

Who asked for His death

Blurting out Father forgive them

With His final breath

And what kind of a King

Wouldn't strike back

Holding His angels at bay

And refusing to attack

Oh what kind of a King

Could show the bravery of a Lion

The One installed on His throne

In that place called Zion

Yet what kind of a King

Could simultaneously show

The innocence of a Lamb

The Great I Am

Slaughtered by sin's demands

What kind of a King

Would rock a crown of thorns

Not wearing royal garb

But blood from flesh torn

And what kind of a king

Instead of promoting His enemies disposal

Would let His love hang on the tree

A Divine Proposal

Giving all of Him

For all of us

A crucified King

In which to place our trust

A King initiating

An upside down Kingdom

Where in denying ourselves

We find true freedom

A King who rules by grace

And not by force

A King who promotes patience

And does not coerce

Oh what kind of a King

A Suffering Servant

Who says though we still sin

That we're still worth it

See I've spat on His face

I've yanked His beard

On my hands

His blood was smeared

I've mocked that Man

I've doubted His claims

If I were there

I would have done the same

See I've been Peter claiming

My allegiance in ignorance

And I've been Judas

Betraying Him with a kiss

And I've been Pilate

Questioning truth

And I've been Thomas

Needing more proof

Oh I've been the Pharisee

Pointing my finger

Because I would have been

Adam and Eve contemplating

As the serpent's

Temptation lingered

And yet still somehow

I stand here now

Claiming that to this King

Now I bow

What kind of a King my King

So will we join Him in suffering

The world can have revenge

Power and materialistic things

But take the world and give me Jesus

His alone Praise will I sing

Oh You are the only King forever

Instead of allowing us to dwell

In our shame You made

Our salvation Your endeavor

You left Your throne

Made earth Your home

In the Incarnation

You took on skin and Bone

And in becoming the Prodigal God

You've brought this prodigal, home

What kind of a King my King

Forevermore Your praise I'll sing

I'll join You now in suffering

As I lay my life down

My only true offering