Child Of The King

Once I was clothed in the rags of my sin

Wretched and poor lost and lonely within

But with wonderous compassion the King of all Kings

In pity and love took me under his wing.

Oh yes, oh yes, I'm a child of the King

His royal blood now flows in my veins

And I who was wretched and poor now can sing

Praise God Praise God I'm a child of the King.

Now I'm a child with a heavenly home

My holy father has made me his own

And I am cleansed by his blood and I'm clothed in his

love

And someday I'll sing with the angels above.

Oh yes, oh yes, I'm a child of the King

His royal blood now flows in my veins

And I who was wretched and poor now can sing

Praise God Praise God I'm a child of the King...