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© 1984 - Music by Leila, Words Anonymous
From the CD, On Wings Of Love Listen to preview
Learn more about this song Once I heard a song of sweetness as it cleft the morning air,
Sounding in its blessed completeness like a tender pleading prayer.
And I sought to find the singer whence this wondrous song was borne,
And I found a bird sore wounded pinioned by a cruel thorn. I have seen a soul in sadness, when its wings with pain were furled
Giving hope and cheer and gladness that should bless a weeping world.
And I knew that life of sweetness was of pain and sorrow borne,
And a stricken soul was singing with its heart against a thorn. You are told of One who loved you, of a Savior crucified.
You are told of nails that pinioned, and a spear that pierced His side.
You are told of cruel scourging of a Savior bearing scorn.
And He died for your salvation with his brow against a thorn. You are not above the master, will you breathe this sweet refrain?
Will His grace be sufficient when you heart is pierced with pain?
Will you live to bless His loved ones, though your life be bruised and torn,
Like the bird that sang so sweetly with its heart against a thorn?
Like the bird that sang so sweetly with its heart against a thorn.
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