The Bird That Never Flew (3:12)

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sometimes we feel the power of gods great hands are failed by some not worthy while those who sing and praise god's name seem to be passed by but worthy or not god loves us all or even a little bird that couldn't fly why is life given and taken away to soon for some to tell and others live for many years and walk a path to hell a cripple at birth may speak gods name and tender tongues with pain while a man with hell ends well or take gods name in vein but gods reasons may not be known or questioned by me and you like the little bird i saw like the bird that never flew i feel close to each name god made the earth the sky the sea and each creature living here belongs to him even you and me and one day when i was walking along i saw some of gods beautiful things by the path by which i walked i saw a small bird that had no wings so i sat down and held out my hand and that little bird climbed on and i held him for a long long time i thought that maybe his mom might come and he looked at me and thought he might of found him a friend for a bird that never flew so i built him a house on the ground like a few birds i've ever know and he seemed to be so happy there with some friends he knew and his new home and for two years i watched and fed him as with the other birds he played but when they got tired they just flew away then i looked at the loneliness in his eyes and watched the birds fly into the blue but then i look at understandience though he knew why he couldn't do that to and then one summary evening at sunset i saw a perfect picture of love each one of his playmates where beautiful white doves then the ruffle of their feathers as they started into flight but then i noticed all but one dove was fine but he looked like my bird but he had wings solid gold and new but then i knew it was my bird the little bird that never flew until then

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