Some call themselves lions
Some call themselves wolves
Some are like rhinos
With long sturdy horns
I am a sheep
I am a deer
When danger tries to creep
I steer clear
I will wait patiently
For the prophecy to come true
When all animals will lie comfortably
Amidst the morning dew
The wolf will eat plants
The lion will eat sod
And all will understand
The glory of God
Then I as the deer
And I as the sheep
With laughter and cheer
Will no longer weep
There will be no fear
Cause with my hooves in the soil
I will gallop above the heap
Of the dead evil souls