He Is My Everything - Connie Smith

I long to be his possession

He is my everything

I remember my days of darekness

Without sunshine or sight to lead my way

Then a whisper of his voice softly called me

To the arms of my Maker to stay

He is my reason for living

He is the king of all kings

I long to be His possession

He is my everything

After the lightning and the thunder

After the last bell has rung

I want to bow down before Jesus

And hear Him say, well done

He is my reason for living

He is the king of all kings

I long to be His possession

He is my everything

I long to be his possession

He is my everything…