Children of the King

Though lowly our lot and rude be our cot

Author: Annie Lewis Pinfold
Tune: [Though lowly our lot and rude be our cot]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 Tho’ lowly our lot and rude be our cot,
No raiment of purple fine we own;
We know not despair and poverty dare,
We’re heirs to a heav’nly throne.

Chorus:
True service we give, for others we live,
Our pledge of loyalty proudly we sing;
His banner we hail, our cause cannot fail,
We’re children of the King.

2 No jewels that glow are ours to bestow,
No largesse of silver bright we hold;
But freely we share His bounty most rare,
In place of a monarch’s gold. [Chorus]

3 No power can harm, no fears can alarm,
If ever our hopes on Him are stayed;
For vict’ry is sure we’re strong to endure
And naught makes our souls afraid. [Chorus]


Source: Kingdom Songs: for use in the Sunday School, the young people's meeting, the devotional service #142

Author: Annie Lewis Pinfold

Annie L. Pinfold was born in Windsor, England in 1870. She later lived in a small town near the border of Maine and New Hampshire.She started writing short stories for Sunday school publications but then started writing hymns. Dianne Shapiro, from "The Singers and Their Songs: sketches of living gospel hymn writers" by Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (Chicago: The Rodeheaver Company, 1916) Go to person page >

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First Line: Though lowly our lot and rude be our cot
Title: Children of the King
Author: Annie Lewis Pinfold
Refrain First Line: True service we give

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Kingdom Songs #142

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