LORD - The King of Kings

I have no problem in giving you the glory
My flesh may cry; my ego may pout
Neighbors may disagree and shout
But Lord, I have no problem
In giving you your glory

Some give your glory to trees
Some give your glory to the Ocean
Some even say:
'turn it to the Universe, and everything will be great'
But lord, who created their Universe?
Why must I ignore You and steal your glory?
Did the universe create itself?
No! For You are God all by yourself
Trees could not create you
Oceans could not create you
Nothing alive and nothing dead could not have created you
For you are God, the Creator of all things...
The Source of my blood and bones
The veins of our veins in all realms
You are the strength of the winds
Your roar drives the storms
When you rise, stained creatures scatter
And the earth quakes beyond earthly numbers, degrees, timeline or scales
You are the LORD of all lords
The KING of all kings...

You've made my eyes rise,
Open from under the veil
You've made my ears embrace,
The claps of the sound of Your Living Lamb
Oh, Lord!
I have no problem in giving you all your glory

My flesh may cry...
My flesh may cry...
O' My fleshy flesh may cry...
Still, glory is to my Living God!!

- fania simon