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| I used to read of kings and queens |
| Who dwelt in palaces with wealth untold. |
| I'd dream of all the things that I could do |
| If I possessed such silver and gold. |
| I longed to be the child of a king. |
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| I'd give to the poor and the needy |
| And help those who had less than me |
| It would give me so much pleasure |
| Oh, how happy I would be |
| If I were a child of a king. |
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| And then one day I realized |
| How foolish I had been |
| For I have a very dear Brother |
| Whom I have never seen. |
| Who is a Child of a King. |
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| His Father owns the universe |
| And all that round us lies |
| The cattle on a thousand hills are His |
| And even the stars up in the skies. |
| Yes, He's a Child of a King. |
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| And if I love this Brother |
| And He dwells within my heart |
| Then I belong in His family |
| And we shall never part. |
| For I am a Child of the King. |
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