Jesus answered, “My kingdom does not belong to this world. If my kingdom did belong to this world, my attendants (would) be fighting to keep me from being handed over to the Jews. But as it is, my kingdom is not here.” So Pilate said to him, “Then you are a king?” Jesus answered, “You say I am a king. For this I was born and for this I came into the world, to testify to the truth. Everyone who belongs to the truth listens to my voice.” -John 18:36-37
Be e’er my King, Lord Jesus, Lord of all.
Rule o’er my heart and mind, and most, my will.
Deep in my soul I know there lies a Hall
Which You have made, with throne for You to fill.
From inmost chambers, from that regal chair,
You would not shrink, but would take full command,
Although my life be in great disrepair,
And my poor soul a parched and lifeless land.
Your rule would soon transform that arid waste
Into a kingdom worthier of You.
O Christ, my King, I bid You, come in haste!
My usurpation of your place, I rue.
My heart and soul, they know You are their Liege.
When others try to conquer, they lay siege.