When the wicked cometh, then cometh also contempt and,
with ignominy, reproach.
Daily Bible Reading:
Inspiring Hymns #248
A Child of the King
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.
My Father’s own Son, the Saviour 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, 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.
A tent or a cottage, why should I care? They’re building a palace for me over there; Tho’ exiled from home, yet, still I may sing: All glory to God, I’m a child of the King.
Chorus: I’m a child of the King, a child of the King: with Jesus my Saviour I’m a child of the King.
Words: Hattie E. Buell
Music: Rev. John B. Summer, alt.