A Child of the King

My Fa­ther is rich in hous­es and lands

He hold­eth the wealth of the world in His hands!

Of ru­bies and dia­monds

of sil­ver and gold

His cof­fers are full

He has rich­es un­told.

I’m a child of the King

a child of the King:

With Je­sus my Sav­ior

I’m a child of the King.

My Fa­ther’s own Son

the Sav­ior of men

Once wan­dered on earth as the poor­est of them;

But now He is plead­ing our par­don on high

That we may be His when He comes by and by.

I once was an out­cast strang­er on earth

A sin­ner by choice

an al­ien by birth

But I’ve been adopt­ed

my name’s writ­ten down

An heir to a man­sion

a robe and a crown.

A tent or a cot­tage

why should I care?

They’re build­ing a pal­ace for me ov­er there;

Though ex­iled from home

yet still may I sing:

All glo­ry to God

I’m a child of the King.