| john-san-novi-anne-andi |
| I was not made a buterfly to flit and float across your sky to flirt with worry and with strife let doubt or fear into my life tossed by every blowing wind of pleasing words or false doctrine tiny and frail, and easily led this could have been, and yet instead an eagle's wings you've given me a mountain view, a path to see a call to climb to greater heights to fly by faith and not by sight a piercing gaze, a steady eye a glory crown, a victory cry I have also a fortressed nest the rock, the tower of your rest I praised you .. Lord, for peace in us and for your whisper @1998 Jenn Erickson |
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| AN EAGLE'S WINGS |
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| AN EAGLE'S WINGS |