A Child of Royal Birth
I am a child of royal birth,
My Father is King of Heaven and Earth.
My spirit was born in courts on high.
A child beloved, a Princess am I.
I was nurtured there, I grew by His side
In a home where patience and love abide.
My Mother was there in that glorious place,
Blessing Her children with queenly grace.
I grew to the stature that spirits grow
I gained the knowledge I needed to know.
I was taught the truth and learned the plan
That God and Christ worked out for man.
I was there when the stars of the morning sang,
I mingled my voice when the heavens rang.
I was there to rejoice, praise, and applaud
the shouts of joy from the sons of God.
I waited my turn to come to Earth
through the wonderful channel of human birth.
The curtain was closed and the past was gone.
On the future too, the curtain was drawn.
I came to Earth, and God willed it so
with freedom to choose the path I should go.
I must search for truth, and serve and obey.
I must walk by faith or fall by the way.
Someday I'll go back, I'll answer the call,
I'll return with my record to the Father of all.
The books will be opened and so will my heart,
There will be rejoicing if I've done my part.
My Father the King, with His infinite love
Will welcome me back to His mansions above.
The curtains will part and all eternity,
In its light and glory will open to me.
Author Unknown
After reading it, you can see why I love it so. If I can figure out the best way to do it I want to paint it on my girls wall...once they get their room back from the invasion of Nana.
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