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A Child of the King
By Cindy Walker
© 1961, renewal 1989 by Cindy Walker-Orce Music
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Romans 8:16
"The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit,
that we are the children of God:"

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          Once I was clothed in the rags of my sin,
          Wretched and poor, lost and lonely within,
          But with wond'rous compassion the King of all kings,
          In pity and love, took me under His wing.

            Chorus
            Oh, yes, oh, yes, I'm a child of the King
            His royal blood now flows in my viens.
            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'm cleansed by His blood, And I'm clothed in His love,
          And someday I'll sing with the angels above.

            Chorus
            Oh, yes, oh, yes, I'm a child of the King
            His royal blood now flows in my viens.
            And I who was wretched and poor, now can sing,
            Praise God, Praise God, I'm a child of the King."


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