~Child Of The King
Harriett Buell wrote the words for A Child of the King one
Sunday morning while walking home from her Methodist church service.
She sent her text to the Northern Christian Advocate, and
it was printed in the February 1, 1877 issue.
Romans 8:16-17 Ö we are the children of God: And if
children, then heirs; heirs of God, and joint-heirs with ChristÖ
Whether you are great or small in God's kingdom, you are still
God's child. An infant is
as truly a child of its parents as is a full‑grown person.
You are beloved by God.
Child Of The King
(1) My Father is rich in
houses and lands,
holdeth the wealth of the world in His hands!
rubies and diamonds, of silver and gold,
coffers are full,óHe has riches untold.
Iím a child of the King,
child of the King!
Jesus, my Savior,
a child of the King.
My Fatherís own Son, the Savior of men,
wandered oíer earth as the poorest of them;
now He is reigning in glory on high,
a place for the sweet by and by.
A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
building a palace for me over there!
here Iím a stranger yet still I may sing;
glory to God, Iím a child of the King!