Free As A Bird - Poem by Rose Nagle
Light as the wings of the morning,
Swift as a bird soaring through the air,
Free as the breeze whistling through the trees,
So is my love for you.
Into my arms I will gather
Honey from the bee, honey from the comb.
Follow in peace, joy will never cease,
Praising my love for you.
High as the mountain, deep as the sea
Is the love that lets me be
Free as a bird that flies so high,
Leaving a message in the sky.
If I had the wings of an angel
Toward the heavens I would soar
Praising God, the Father and the Son,
Praising Him for ever more;
Praising Him for ever more.
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