William Blake The Lamb song 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!