William Blake - The Lamb lyrics

Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice Making all the vales rejoice? Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Little Lamb, I'll tell thee Little Lamb, I'll tell thee: He is called by thy name For he calls himself a Lamb He is meek, and he is mild; He became a little child I a child, and thou a lamb We are called by his name Little Lamb, God bless thee! Little Lamb, God bless thee!