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Words: Harriet E. Buell, (1834-1910)
Music: John B. Sumner, (1838-1918)
From: Guitar Picker -

A Child of the King

My Father is rich in houses and lands,
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He holdeth the wealth of the world in His hands!
Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and gold,
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His coffers are full, He has riches untold.

I’m a child of the King,

A child of the King:

With Jesus my Savior,
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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.