A wondrous sight sat on a ledge, his feathers he did flutter,
His voice sang notes that reached to God like words he couldn’t mutter,
Upon that ledge so far from earth his voice entered heaven’s gate,
He hoped with all the hope he had, that he wouldn’t be too late.
He wanted all the world to know, the truth that God had sent them,
He felt that time was running out for sins to be repented.
But God said, “Don’t fret, little bird, the ransom has all been paid”
“My people will enjoy new life, no reason to be afraid.”
The bird took wing and flew away, he covered many miles,
His song reached out to many souls and turned their frowns into smiles,
The song spread the joyful Gospel, the wondrous perfect good news,
Instead of sitting on his perch, he found other avenues.
We might be like that little bird, afraid to share with others,
But we aren’t alone within our flight, God leads us to our brothers,
He stands by us and gives us words to encourage and inspire,
Wings grow weary but God is strong, His voice will set us on fire.