mary had a little lion
whose roar shall fall the foe
and everywhere the church might be
the lion is sure to go.

he follows her o’er land and sea
in search of souls to save
and everywhere the church proclaims
the life in love he gave.

mary had a little lion
whose mane was once stained red
that he might wash you white as snow
in blood for you he bled.

- chad bird

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