Northfield Hymnal ‎#118

118. The bird with a broken wing

1 I walked thro’ the woodland meadows,
Where sweet the thrushes sing;
And found on a bed of mosses,
A bird with a broken wing.
I healed its wound, and each morning
It sang its old sweet strain;
But the bird with a broken pinion
Never soared as high again.

2 I found a young life broken
By sin’s seductive art;
And touched with a Christ-like pity
I took him to my heart,
He lived with a noble purpose,
And struggled not in vain;
But the life that sin hath stricken
Never soared as high again.

3 But the bird with a broken pinion
Kept another from the snare;
And the life that sin hath stricken
Raised another from despair.
Each loss has its compensation,
There is healing for every pain;
But the bird with a broken pinion
Never soared as high again.

4 But the soul that comes to Jesus
Is saved from every sin,
And the heart that fully trusts Him
Shall a crown of glory win;
Then come to the dear Redeemer,
He’ll cleanse you from every stain;
By His wonderful love and mercy
You shall surely rise again.

Text Information

• First Line: I walked thro' the woodland meadows
• Title: The bird with a broken wing
• Author: Hezekiah Butterworth
• Author (v. 4): P. P. Bilhorn
• Publication Date: 1904

Tune Information

• Name: [I walked thro' the woodland meadows]
• Composer: F. M. Lamb