Soaring With Eagles
I once asked God for wings to fly,
and didn't ask for more.
I could barely see over blades of grass,
much less mount up and soar.
But God upon hearing my small weak cry,
took it into His power and might. .
I received nothing less than an eagle's wings
upon which I could take flight.
And now the rest is up to me,
there is no height I cannot attain.
So I'm up here looking down at mountain tops,
soaring with eagles in God's glorious reign
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Created by God
and Bobbie Wilson