The Voice of Praise ‎#689

689. The bird let loose in eastern skies

1 The bird let loose in eastern skies,
Returning fondly home,
Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies
Where idle warblers roam.

2 But high she shoots, through air and light,
Above all low delay,
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight,
Nor shadow dims her way.

3 So grant me, Lord, from every snare
Of sinful passion free,
Aloft, through faith's serener air,
To hold my course to thee.

4 No sin to cloud, no lure to stay
My soul, as home she springs,
Thy sunshine on her joyful way,
Thy freedom in her wings.

Text Information

• First Line: The bird let loose in eastern skies
• Author: Moore
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Topic: The Christian Life: Growth in Grace; Freedom in Christ

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