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 mountaintops,
soaring with eagles in God's glorious reign
FAMÍLIA, VIDA E MISSÃO
Que a Família seja: O Sal da Terra, Luz que ilumina, encobrindo as trevas.
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