by Unknown
Oct 2012 341 Views 4 comments
"Broken Wing"
I had a broken wing and couldn’t fly.
My spirit was so wounded I didn’t want to try.
But helplessly I fluttered trying to take flight.
If I couldn’t fly again, I knew I’d lose the fight.
Then someone came along who said He’d be my friend.
He was the great healer called the "Son of Man."
He told me if I’d trust in Him, He could make my fly;
And fix my broken wing, so I would never die.
I asked the cost I had to pay for doing this for me;
He said there is no price for grace, it was given free.
Because of His great mercy, He was called a "King,"
And only came to save me, and fix my broken wing.
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All Rights Reserved
My spirit was so wounded I didn’t want to try.
But helplessly I fluttered trying to take flight.
If I couldn’t fly again, I knew I’d lose the fight.
Then someone came along who said He’d be my friend.
He was the great healer called the "Son of Man."
He told me if I’d trust in Him, He could make my fly;
And fix my broken wing, so I would never die.
I asked the cost I had to pay for doing this for me;
He said there is no price for grace, it was given free.
Because of His great mercy, He was called a "King,"
And only came to save me, and fix my broken wing.
Copyright© 2003-2007
All Rights Reserved
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Posted: Oct 2012
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This is one of my favorites...one of the first that I REALLY felt surprised at what I had inside of me.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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