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Mary
had the little Lamb, who lived before His birth;
Self-existent Son of
God, from heav’n He came to earth.
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Mary
had the little Lamb-He sleeps in yonder stall.
Virgin born, He came
in love, to save man from the fall.
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Mary
had the little Lamb; obedient Son of God,
Everywhere the Father
led, His feet were sure to trod.[i]
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Mary
had the little Lamb; He came to set men free.
Scorned, rejected,
crucified-He died on Calvary…
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Mary
had the little Lamb, Men placed Him in the grave,
Thinking they were
done with Him. To death He was no slave!
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Mary
had the little Lamb, ascended now is He;
Beside His Father’s
holy throne, our advocate to be.
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Mary
had the little Lamb-returning as foretold-
The world will watch
in wonder, and the heavens will unfold. [ii]
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When
our Savior comes again to reign on earth from Zion, It won’t be as a silent
Lamb, but as a roaring Lion.[iii]
[i]
“Lamb of God” (performed by Twyla
Paris)
Your only Son, no sin to hide
But You have sent Him from Your side
To walk upon this guilty sod
And to become the Lamb of God
But You have sent Him from Your side
To walk upon this guilty sod
And to become the Lamb of God
Your gift of love, they crucified
They laughed and scorned Him as He died
The humble King, they named a fraud
And sacrificed the Lamb of God
They laughed and scorned Him as He died
The humble King, they named a fraud
And sacrificed the Lamb of God
Oh, Lamb of God, sweet Lamb of God
I love the holy Lamb of God
Oh, wash me in Your precious blood
My Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God
I love the holy Lamb of God
Oh, wash me in Your precious blood
My Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God
I was so lost, I should have died
But You have brought me to Your side
To be led by Your staff and rod
And to be called a lamb of God
But You have brought me to Your side
To be led by Your staff and rod
And to be called a lamb of God
Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day,
Which was against the rule;
It made the children laugh and play
To see a lamb at school.
And so the teacher turned it out,
But still it lingered near,
And waited patiently about
Till Mary did appear.
Why does the lamb love Mary so?
The eager children cry;
Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,
The teacher did reply.
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