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...