I woke up with a broken wing, caged, and skinny,
I stood up with a broken bone and nobody did ever help me.
I was alone as no morning gilds the skies,
Darkness and all I could ever hear are my cries.
In the depths of despair, and I keep on falling,
I was scared, shaking, then I heard someone’s voice calling,
Is he my father? Is he my brother? I wonder,
I cried, because I couldn’t hold this any longer.
Healed my wings and unlocked my cage, He set me free.
His hands extended to mine as He reached for me,
I kneeled down, prayed, cried, give thanks and there was sunrise,
It was Him calling me all along, Father Christ.