He Is My Everything

I long to be his possession
Oh, he's my everything

I remember my days of darkness
Without sunshine or sight to lead my way
But a whisper of His voice softly calling
To the arms of my maker to stay

He is my reason for living
Oh, He is the king of all kings
I long to be His possession
Oh, He's my everything

After the lighting and thunder
After the last bell has rung
I want to bow down before Him
And hear Him say well done

He's my reason for living
Oh, He is the king of all kings
I long to be His possession
Oh, He's my everything

I long to be His possession
Oh, He's my everything