Mary had a little Lamb

Mary had a little lamb, His fleece was white as snow.

And every where that savior went

Mary was sure to go.

She followed Him to school one day

And as He went to play,

For she knew that He was born

To die for us one day.

They took Him and they beat Him,

Laughing as if it were a game.

They nailed Him to a cross,

They made fun of His name.

Mary could only watch

As her son hung on that tree,

She whispered, "Let thy will be done,"

So that He could die for me.

Mary had a little lamb,

He's now a mighty king.

Him dying on the cross for us

Is the reason why we sing.

For He loves us more than words can say,

He wishes that none should die,

But to live with Him in Paradise,

Beyong the big blue sky.