1 A flower of the lamb and shall
i fear to own his cause or blush
to speak his name
2 must i be cared to the skies on
flowry bed of roses while others
to win the one and sail thru bloody
seas
3 are there no foes for me to face
must that stem the floods ?is the
vile world a freind to grate to help
me god onto sure i must fight if i would
fight if i would reign increase my courage
lord i'll bear the foil endure the pain
supported by the word my desire to do some
good things everyday it is my desire to help
the fallen by the way its is my desire to bring
back those whoever a stray its my desire to be
like the lord it is my desire to bring some wonder
to the told it is my desire to shelter someone
from the cold it is my desre to do thy will as
i am told it is my desire to be like my lord .
* SUNG AND WRITTEN BY THOMAS A DORSEY *