Hazakim, Will Passion - Crown lyrics

Who is the God-Man foretold of old
In a radiant white robe with a sash of gold?
Yeshua – Root of Jesse –
The Master of Infinity the Son of David –
He’s scatterin’ His enemies
God in a physical form, yes
The God-Man concept is Biblical
To understand it properly context is critical
Messianic prophecy – all that is literal
Yeah, and the world was made through Him
To redeem the world the Word was made human
He’s more than phonetic sound
God’s Word is a tangible, living, kinetic
Energetic Noun
An extension of God so He’s always
Been around and will forever be
On the Throne surrounded by the seraphim
Another crown holder there will
Never be – verily, verily…yeah!
All of you rappers sayin’ you’re the king
If not for gullible kids you’d


Be at Burger King
But, you don’t really want beef with the Lamb
You can’t shish kabob and weave and
Flee from His hands –No!
And His coming is not far
Al Qaeda will confess "Yeshua Hu Akbar!"
Jesus the Messiah – soon to reign
When He returns to the earth like a boomerang

This is the hour – crown Him – bless the Lord
His is the power, now and forever more
Where’s the competition at? Not a one found
There’s only one King, and only one Crown
And He got it, He got it, He got it
He got it
He got it, He got it, He got it, He got it
Where’s the competition at? Not a one found
There’s only one King, and only one Crown

I’m living it now, envision the clouds
Somehow splittin’ from a distance –
Even the wicked will bow
Profound image of the risen King
Beginning with sounds of horns
You torn ‘cus you thought the
Scriptures was frowned upon
Or maybe fixin’ till you
Witness a powerful horse
Galloping and seated is the King of kings
Lord of lords you grew up thinking that the
Lord was like Aladdin
Where you rub up on a magic lamp
And God would just so happen
To be granting what you asked Him
See, man has the audacity to
Passively look past Him
‘Til He shows up as the Captain
And as for us, we have a passion
To pass passages to pastors and kids
Who pass up this gift
Perhaps even if they laugh
We have a Master that lives
And know that soon He’s coming back
Just to snatch up His kids
(They didn’t hear you – gotta say it
Again) We have a Master that lives
And know that soon He’s coming back
Just to snatch up His kids, yo
We don’t wanna pass as a pacifist
Grab your fist and pump it in the air
Without a care of who’s harassing us
Our flesh groans and our body’s
Entrapped with a yearn
But our spirit passionately grasps
For our Master’s return
(yeah He got it, He got it, He got it
He got it ain’t no doubtin’ about it
And nobody can stop it
Though they’re poutin’ about it
We’re shoutin’ about it
Yeah He got it, He got it, He got it
He got it)

This is the hour – crown Him – bless the Lord
His is the power, now and forever more
Where’s the competition at? Not a one found
There’s only one King, and only one Crown
And He got it, He got it, He got it
He got it
He got it, He got it, He got it, He got it
Where’s the competition at? Not a one found
There’s only one King, and only one Crown

Who is this Man many are professing?
Is He the only way to heaven
Or just a teacher of good lessons?
Good questions the answer’s quite clear
The Way, the Truth & the Life, yeah
Is right here ever since He entered
The world of man shifted
He makes rebels surrender to
Him with hands lifted
He never launched a missile
He never cocked a pistol
But, you’d be crazy to think
His government’s not official
Without arms He conquered more than Napoleon
The only man convincing millions of
Souls He rose again
Never went 200 miles past the
Place of His birth
Yet His Gospel has spread around
The face of the earth
Puzzling historians and scholars
Those in power, the doctors, the moralists
The teachers & philosophers
He was more than a man - God
In the form of a Man
No one can find fault in Him
Cuz He was born without sin
He’s holy, He’s righteous, His glory
His brightness beholding His likeness
There’s nobody like this!
The crown – His enemies covet & want it
Like R2D2 they can’t lay a hand on it
He gives us our daily bread – jam on it
And every word that He said
You can stand on it
But yet & still by the masses He’s rejected
When He comes in His glory, at last
He’ll be respected

This is the hour – crown Him – bless the Lord
His is the power, now and forever more
Where’s the competition at? Not a one found
There’s only one King, and only one Crown
And He got it, He got it, He got it
He got it
He got it, He got it, He got it, He got it
Where’s the competition at? Not a one found
There’s only one King, and only one Crown