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

And I long to be His possession

He is my everything

After the lightning and thunder

After the last bell has rung

I want to bow down before Jesus

And there hear Him say "Well done"

Because he is my reason for living

He is the king of all kings

And I long to be His possession

He is my everything

He is my everything