In humble robes he leads his sheep,
Stands guard that they may safely sleep.
The darkness to him is not night
As he keeps watch ’til morning light—
’Til morning light, ’til morning light.
Of all his sheep he will leave none,
For he has battled death and won,
And from its teeth his lambs he’s saved;
His hands bear scars of love engraved—
Of love engraved, of love engraved.
Will you now crown this Shepherd King,
And to him every honor bring—
This Shepherd King?
This Shepherd King?
His banner flies! Will you deplore?
A Shepherd leads you into war,
His staff and rod not left behind.
Is he your King, this Shepherd kind?
This Shepherd kind? This Shepherd kind?
Will you now crown this Shepherd King,
And to him every honor bring—
This Shepherd King?
This Shepherd King?
With justice strong he’ll always reign,
His enemies resist in vain;
Yet wounded ones he never leaves,
But tends their wounds, their pain relieves—
His shoulders bear the injured sheep,
And for their sorrow he will weep.
He kneels to care for those he loves,
This Shepherd King, the Lord above.
Will you now crown this Shepherd King,
And to him every honor bring—
This Shepherd King?
This Shepherd King?
Alex Vitug, keys and vocals; Andy Rose, drums; Emily Rose, piano; Emily Ryan, acoustic guitar and vocals; Jonathan Olson, engineer; Luke Morton, electric guitar and vocals; Robbie Watson, bass.
Words: Julia de Boer, 2019. Music: Luke Morton, 2019
Recorded live on Sunday, June 23rd at the 5:00p service.
