The Lamb, He is a shepherd; he whispers in my ear.
Drinkin’ from his fountain with him I have no fear.
Standin’ at the crossroads he says go left or right.
He knows m’name writ down in his book; he calls me in the night.

The Lamb, He is a lion, a prophet, priest and king.
Four and twenty elders and livin’ creatures sing.
His nation is peculiar, children of the light.
He’s vanquished beast and dragon, none stand before his might.

The Lamb, He is the doorway, the river tree of life.
No man enters by power or might, with envy or strife.
He’s the light, land and sea; He is our all in all!
Our help meet in time of need; He raised us up from the fall.

The Lamb, He is a bridegroom; His bride is dress’d in white.
Darkness flees before her; He has b’come her light.
His death she died, pulled from-his side, wearin’ His wool.
The Lamb, t’ her He is Love, hope, and faith; forever He shall rule!

Behold, behold, the Lamb
Behold, the Lamb of God
The Lamb, the Lion of Judah
Behold, the Lamb