God, it must have broke Your heart

to send Your Son away;


Knowin' all the time the final price


He's have to pay.

Left His home in glory and became


a common man.


And because He did I am what I am.




For I'm a child of the King


who made ev'rything;

I'm a son of the One


who makes my heart to sing


Songs of joy, songs of praise

I'll sing them all I can


To the One who came


and made me what I am.




Now I am a man and have a baby


Of my own;

I wonder could I send my baby off


and all alone.


To help someone, somewhere, somehow

to set some captive free.


Could I do the same for Him


who did the same for me.




Now I'm a child of the King


who made ev'rything;

I'm a son of the One


who makes my heart to sing


Songs of joy, songs of praise

I'll sing them all I can


To the One who came


and made me what I am.




(repeat chorus)