Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
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I'm a child of the King

This morning an old gospel hymn has been playing inside my head titled, "I'm a child of the King". I am not the president of the United States of America, but I a child of the King of Glory the Lord Jesus Christ.

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.

Refrain

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.

Refrain

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.

Refrain

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.

Refrain

http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/c/h/i/childkin.htm

"and if children, then heirs" Romans 8:17
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