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 am a child of the King
I am a child of the King
My fathers own son the Savior of man
Once wandered the earth as the poorest of them
But now he is reining forever on high
And will give me a home in the heaven by and by
I am a child of the King
I am a child of the King
I once was an outcast stranger on Earth
A sinner by choice and an alien by birth
But I’ve been adopted my name’s written down
An heir to a mansion a robe and a crown
I am a child of the King
I am a child of the King.
A tent or a cottage why should I care
They’re building a palace for me over there
Though exiled from home yet still I may sing
Oh glory to God I’m a child of the King
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Solid lyrics that honor the Lord and present man and God in the proper, biblical light. Beautifully set to music, this old hymn nourishes the souls of God's saints. Stuart Brogden