Four Little Creatures
Four little creatures, God made them
Four little creatures, so small
Four little lessons God teaches
When on him we call
The ants are not too strong
So in the summer their food they stock
The conies are afraid, so they take refuge in the rock
The locusts have no king, and yet they march along by bands
The spider lives by faith like a queen and holds on with her hands
Four little creatures, God made them
Four little creatures, so small
Four little lessons God teaches
When on him we call
The ants are not too strong
So in the summer their food they stock
The conies are afraid, so they take refuge in the rock
The locusts have no king, and yet they march along by bands
The spider lives by faith like a queen and holds on with her hands
Four little creatures, God made them
Four little creatures, so small
Four little lessons God teaches
When on him we call
The ants are not too strong
So in the summer their food they stock
The conies are afraid, so they take refuge in the rock
The locusts have no king, and yet they march along by bands
The spider lives by faith like a queen and holds on with her hands