Mary had a little Lamb.
He came on Christmas night.
She laid Him in a manger bed,
This King of life and light.

He ate with poor and sinful folk;
He claimed He was God's Son.
It made the leaders plot His death,
This holy, sinless One.

He came to give us joy and peace;
to take away our sin.
He heals the sick and calms the storm
And ushers justice in.

What makes the Lamb love Mary so
And all the world beside?
By grace alone He chose His own;
For them He lived and died.

And we must love the Lamb you know.
His blood will wash us clean,
Our words must show that we are His;
Our lives by all are seen.

One day this Lamb will come again,
More Lion than a Lamb;
Defeat His foes, reward His own.
O, praise the day He came!

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