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
2
My
Father’s own Son, the Savior
of
men,
Once
wandered on earth as the poorest of them;
But
now He is pleading for sinners
on
high,
And
will give me a home when He comes by and by.
3
I
once was an outcast stranger on earth,
A
sinner by choice, an alien by birth!
But
I’ve been adopted, my name’s written down,
An
heir to a mansion, a robe and a crown.
4
A
tent or a cottage, why should I care?
They’re
building a palace for me over there!
Though
exiled from home, yet still may I sing:
“All
glory to God, I’m a child of
the
King.”