kimary65

My body is bound with heavy chains. My wings are broken and bruised. I've almost forgotten what it's like to fly In this place, dark and cold. But I will rejoice For my Lord is risen And he stands triumphant in Heaven At the right hand of the Father. He saw me in my suffering And he came to my rescue. Me, a lowly sinner... And his sister by faith. He broke my heavy chains And liberated me from that place. He mended my broken, battered wings And taught me how to fly again. Tears of joy fell from my eyes And a smile adorned my lips As new strength filled me. His strength…strong and true. This was a dream I had hoped wo