My Father

I found a song in our (english) songbook from church which I used to sing (in German) when I was a little girl. Not having a father at home (he left when I was 3 years old) it gave me strenght not only during hard times and it still does today, even though I forgot about the song for a long time. It is so good to know that we have a heavenly father who is in control!

This is the song:

1.
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.

Refrain:

I’m a child of the King, A child of the King
With Jesus, my saviour, I’m a child of the King.

2.
My Father’s own Son, the Saviour of men,
Once wandered o’er earth as the poorest of them;
But now He is reigning in glory on high,
Preparing a place for the sweet by and by.

/Refrain/

3.
A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
They’re building a palace for me over there!
Tho here I’m a stranger yet still I may sing:
All glory to God, I’m a child of the King!

/Refrain/