Sunday, September 19, 2010

On Eagle's Wing

The eagle rises in the wind
And seems to glide with ease.
The power in his practiced wings
Great majesty decrees.

There is none to equal
The great skill with which he soars.
Sweeping upward through the sky
The heavens he explores.

God has promised us as much,
That we too would have power
To mount up as with eagles' wings,
E'en in our weakest hour.

"Waiting" on our precious Lord
We find new strength each day.
We become as eagles
And we mount up as we pray.

"But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint."
Isaiah 40:31 KJV

© 2009 Arlene Schwartzkopf