I was very sad this morning, so in my stall I lay.
I had heard the terrible rumor this was sacrifice day.
I thought of the sunny meadows, playing with my lamb friends.
"Why was it that I had to die, for the sins of men?"

Then my mother leaped up to me. She said, "I have  good news!
They’re sacrificing another Lamb, His name is King-of-the-Jews."
Well I had never heard of Him, so Him I wanted to see.
With strange confusion all around, I slipped away easily.

As I reached the place of sacrifice, it surprised me what I saw.
The One they called ‘The Lamb of God,’ was not a lamb at all.
It was a man they sacrificed, suffering so much pain.
But unlike any lamb I knew He seemed willing to be slain.

Some don’t seem to appreciate the suffering He went through.
I’d like to tell King-of-the-Jews, that I certainly do!
You see, I’m just a little lamb and my worth is very small.
But He spared my life by His sacrifice, for sin once and for all.

 "For Christ also died for sins once for all, the just for
the unjust, in order that He might bring us to God."
 1 Peter 3:18 (NASB)

© 1995 A. Mitchell Moore, Jr.