King's Son

King's Son

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King's Son

Yeah.
Do you think it’s a small thing
To be called out of darkness,
Washed by Blood,
To be a son of God?
Nah.
That’s royalty.
Hook
Think it’s a small thing
being a King’s son?
Crowned by His mercy,
Raised by the Risen One.
I was lost in the night,
Walking in the sunlight.
Is it a small thing
Being a King’s son?
Nah, nah, nah—
That’s grace.
Nah, nah, nah—
That’s royalty.
Verse 1
I came from the dust, but He breathed in my frame,
Had a past full of ashes, now He calls me by name.
I was chasing empty crowns, trying hard to be seen,
Till the Father stepped in putting His robe around me.
Like the prodigal, I was broke in the street,
Shame on my shoulders, mud on my feet.
He ran with compassion, didn’t wait for my speech,
Put a ring on my hand, “My child, come eat.”
Was it small when the grave lost the fight?
When the Lamb was nailed to give me new life?
The veil got torn and the throne opened wide?
Crying, “Abba Father,” the Spirit inside.
Hook
Do you think it’s a small thing
To be a King’s son?
Crowned by His mercy,
Raised by the Risen One.
I was lost in the night,
Now I walk in the sunlight.
Do you think it’s a small thing
To be the son of a King?
Nah, nah, nah—
That’s grace.
Nah, nah, nah—
That’s royalty.
Verse 2
I walk with a purpose, not pride in my stride,
The Word as my sword the Lord as my guide.
Enemy whisper's lies, pulling me aside,
My Father owns the hills and the heavens besides.
I am not worthy, I was bought with a price,
Not silver, nor gold, by the Blood of Jesus Christ.
The power that raised Him works in me,
No longer bowing to fear, only bowing to the King.
This crown ain’t for ego, this robe ain’t for show,
I'm called to serve everywhere I go.
A son of the King still kneels at the throne,
The love of the Father, all lost and alone.
Bridge
I’m adopted, not abandoned,
I’m forgiven, not forgotten.
Heaven wrote my name in crimson,
My chains fell to the bottom.
Chosen by the Father,
Redeemed by the Son,
Filled with Holy Spirit's fire—
Consumed by His love,
No.
That’s everything.
Final Hook
Do you think it’s a small thing
To be a King’s son?
Crowned by His mercy,
Raised by the Risen One.
I was lost in the night,
Now I walk in the sun.
Do you think it’s a small thing
To be a King’s son?
Nah, nah, nah—
That’s grace.
Nah, nah, nah—
That’s royalty.
Outro
Not a small thing.
Not a light thing
Not a side note in my story.
I’m loved by the Father,
Washed by the Son,
Filled by the Spirit—
The Kingdom has come.
Amen, Hallelujah