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...