Child of the King

How blessed it is to be
A child of the King
How glorious and stirring
Your praises, Lord, to sing
I marvel at your power
Your grace and wondrous love
At how you rule the earth below
And Heaven up above
I marvel at creation
The works of thine own hands
I marvel at your splendor
All across the land
Your love…it knows no boundary
Your grace…it never ends
Your mercies…new each morning
Reaching to all men

Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales 1995

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