He's the Lily of the Valley
He's the Lily of The Valley.
He's the Bright and Shining Star.
He's the King of Kings, The Lord of Lords,
He knows who we all are.
He knows all about us.
He knows each one by name,
Cares not about how much we own,
To Him we're all the same.
He owns all the cattle,
On every hill and plain,
And down deep in every mine,
The gold and silver veins.
No one is a stranger,
No man or beast or bird.
He's The Prince of Peace, The Lord of All,
He's The Living Breathing Word.
He's The Great Physician,
He makes a small man tall,
Nothing is too great for Him,
He's The Master of it all.
He is The Good Shepherd,
With a firm but gentle hand.
There is no doubt He's God's Own Son,
And yet The Son of Man.
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