Holy Is the Lamb
I thought I knew the answers
I thought I could go it alone
I thought my way into a corner
I thought Mary's little lamb was a fairy tale
Am I the sum of what I think?
I think I am not wanted
I think I am not good enough
I think I am invisible
I think
I think
I think something is missing
I need a fleece as white as snow
Shall I go?
Go through the valley of the shadow?
Go to the mountain top?
I have gone many places
Every where I went I was told
The Lamb was sure to go!
Holy is the Lamb
Holy is the child of Mary
Holy is His blood stained fleece
Holy is His sacrifice
White
Spotless white
My soul white and clean
Washed by Jesus's holy blood
Holy is the Lamb
Holy is the Lamb
With fleece as white as snow!
For Verlena's contest.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014
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