George Jones — He Is My Everything

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...