From the recording Down These Streets
Lyrics
There they stand,
mocking You at Your feet.
Your words they know,
but pride never lets them see
And understand
they're trying to fly with broken wings.
Trying to fly with broken wings.
There they stand,
denying the truth they seek.
They claim to know
where it intends to lead.
I pray they'll learn,
they're trading the truth for broken wings.
Trading the truth for broken wings.
Here I stand,
trusting what I can't see
Though I may fall,
broken You set me free
To fly with You,
forgive me of my broken wings.
Forgive me of my broken wings.
Place me upon Your flawless wings.
Only You can give us brand new wings.
And You are all we need.