The words of S. M. Lockridge say it right:
I wish I could describe Him to you, but
He’s indescribable. He’s incomprehensible. He’s invincible. He’s irresistible.
You can’t get Him out of your mind. You can’t get Him off of your hand. You can’t out live Him, And you can’t live without Him. The Pharisees couldn’t stand Him, but they found out they couldn’t stop Him. Pilate couldn’t find any fault in Him. The witnesses couldn’t get their testimonies to agree. Herod couldn’t kill Him. Death couldn’t handle Him, And the grave couldn’t hold Him.
Yea!, that’s my King, that’s my King.
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