With in the tabernacle court the little Lamb was led, 

To offer up its gentle life with sins upon its head.

O Jesus was the Lamb of God, Who died upon the cruel tree:

He took the blame for all my sin; His heart did break in agony.

Now every time I see a Lamb upon the grassy plain,

I know that every time I sin, I pierce His heart again.

O Jesus was the Lamb of God, Who died upon the cruel tree:

He took the blame for all my sin; His heart did break in agony.

Then make me like the gentle Lamb with white and woolly fleece:

Come live with in my willing heart, and make all sin to cease. 

O Jesus was the Lamb of God, Who died upon the cruel tree:

He took the blame for all my sin; His heart did break in agony.