Yes, “Mary had a little Lamb
It’s fleece was white as snow”
God sent Him down to die for us
Forgiveness to bestow

The blood of lambs in ancient times
Could not remove sin’s stain
But only Christ, God’s Precious One
Would mercy for us gain

By dying He won life for all
Who put their trust in Him
His Death assassinated death
He crushed the serpent grim

The grave was not the end for Him
He rose! Ascending high
He clothed His friends with power great
His Spirit to supply

Before He died another gift-
His Mother Mary dear
“Belov’d disciples” everywhere
Now have their Mother near

Yes, Mary has so many lambs
Their fleeces white as snow
Washed clean in Blood of God’s own Lamb
Which from His side does flow

It gushes forth in every Mass
It cleanses, heals and feeds
In Reconciliation too
Uprooting sin’s dark weeds

Receive His Blood as oft’ you can
Let POWER fill your veins
You’ll grow in faith, hope, love and joy
As Christ within you reigns