A Bird

My soul’s like a bird that was stuck in a snare But lo! My dear God has released me from there He strengthened me–gently He taught me to fly And through His kind care, now I sail through the sky I’m free now, and won’t be a captive again For He has redeemed me from what life has been And just like a bird, I have music to sing With harmony joyous, I worship my King I can’t help but sing with my Savior so near The people of earth all my praises shall hear My God’s my provider; He gives me my needs The sparrow He sees and the ravens He feeds Although my small nest must be made on this earth The heaven’s my home, and the world’s of no worth The wind of His Spirit shall guide where I go It leads me to places that I didn’t know He’s calling me higher–toward heaven above I keep flying toward Him, sustained by His love One day I’ll fly higher, and heaven I’ll see I’ll fly to my Savior, eternally free