Child of the Kin
A Poem by Barry McCormick, 2007
You are a royal child, a heavenly heir
Do you not know it? Aren’t you aware?
That in you, your Father delights
And watches over you each moment of the day and night
And each day and night, over you He sings,
Because you are a child, a child of the King.
You are His son or daughter, a prince or princess
You are significant, you have an inheritance
Before the world was made you were on His heart
His love for you is faultless and has been from the start
He will forever comfort you in the shadow of His wing
Because you are a child, a child of the King.
You are apart of a strong, large family
You are a soldier in a vast and mighty army;
He has plans to follow you and not to harm
He will secure you safe in his loving arms
And countless blessings to you each day He will bring
Because you are a child, a child of the King.
You have authority and you have power
In His name, your safe, strong tower
Take your confidence in Him, who created all
Put your trust in the one who picks you up when You fall
Confide in your Father who is interested in everything
Because you are a child, a child of the King
You are cared for by the one who named the stars
You are beautiful, just the way you are
And just the way you are is the way He created you
You were designed perfectly to fulfill the task given to you
He knows what the future for you will bring
Because you are a child, a child of the King.
The one who holds creation, wants to hold your hand
He wants to lead and guide as you seek His plan
He wants you to ask, because He wants to give
And bless you as, for Him, each day you live
Can you hear the cry of Heaven? The sound of great rejoicing
Because you are a child, a child of the King.
About “Child of the King”
This was penned at a youth weekend with Firestarters, a youth and young adult ministry run by an amazing Godly woman Lynne Howson who was formally a member of the Church I used attend. It was a really interesting time in my spiritual walk being a leader with this organisation. I learned a lot about different expressions of faith and it helped me engage with faith more than just with my cerebral faculties but also my emotional faculties.
This particular weekend there was a focus on discussing our identity in Christ. One time during a reflective and prayer time I noticed my friend was upset and I asked them what was wrong. They said that they felt if they weren’t there they weren’t sure no one would notice or that they would be missed. This grieved me as it convicted me of how I ensure those I love know that I love them. But as I gave them hug and prayed for them these words started forming in my head. I started to write them down and then eventually gave the poem to them so they would remember that they are significant.
If you are struggling with this same sense, or need reminded about your identity in Christ, I hope this poem blesses. Feel free to share and bless others too.