Little Holy Lamb

Lord, God, Lamb of God
Holy, spotless, pure
Perfect in submission
Swift in obedience
There’s none other like You!

Having no will of Your own,
Rather laying it down for the Father’s
Not a bleat to be heard
Wholly trodding the path set before You—
That is in the seen.

To behold what is unseen
Is a whole different scene
The Lamb on the throne full of majesty
The splendor of His glory permeates Holiness
For He is Holy, Holy, Holy.

He is tender and gentle
Spotless with no blemish
Indeed chief among thousands
Humble yet He is the I Am
The Most Beloved divine Lamb.

The Lamb lets out no bleat
But the tender heart of the Lamb beats
It thirsts for lambs who know the Shepherd
Who hear His voice and are known by Him
For the Lamb of the Father is our most good Shepherd.

Your little one longs to be a lamb like You
Having no will of her own
No ego, no spot
How, O divine Lamb, can I follow, follow, follow
Your beautiful, divine, holy way?!

Make me Holy, Holy, Holy
Self seeking no throne
Rather to disappear and in You abide
That You alone may exist and be pleased to abide
In this little one, Your little holy lamb.