I saw a wounded robin lie wih broken wing upon the ground
My heart was filled with deep compassion for its need.
And I could tell by fearful eyes it was not glad it had been found,
then by its fluttering showed that it distrusted me.
I bent and reached an outstretched hand to lift it away
to nurse it back to helath again as it had been another day.
It struggled wildly in my grasp, but just one moment to be sure
it now lay gasping from the pain it must endure.
Dear Lord I pray, How like this bird when sore distressed in dreadful hour
When faith has faltered and I cannot see the way,
Have I drawn back and failed to claim thy tender love and healing power.
Dear Lord i find it hard to live that lonely hour.
Forgive me Lord for all the days when i refused thy chastening hand.
Thy ways are infinitley great and sometimes hard to understand.
Remove my fear and dark distress and fill my soul with happiness.
My every thought and heart and love shall all be thine.
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