The laws of lift and God's design
keep an eagle in the sky,
but an eagle doesn't ponder
the reasons he can fly.
His focus is the task at hand
as he is cutting through the air,
yet in the end, God is the Source
of all that keeps him there.
In this life on earth, through which we fly
we need a set of wings,
on which to rise above the grave
and know eternal things.
Science and philosophy
provide no altitude,
true flight requires the humble wings
of faith and gratitude.
Faith that He came to save me
from my shame and sin,
gratitude for the cross
that place I should have been.
My focus is the task at hand,
knowing each day more His love,
it takes no other thought
to keep me soaring up above