I am a child of glory;
I am born from above, my soul is filled with love;
I love to tell the story.
My soul now sits and sings, and practices her wings,
And contemplates the hour
When the messenger shall say: “Come quit this house of clay,
And with bright angels tower.”
The tune is a variant of ‘The Winter it is Past’, Petrie, No. 439.
No. 114
[HOLY MANNA], HOC 122
Pentatonic, mode 3 (I II III — V VI —)