I  so want to escape

what keeps pulling me down

to be free from corruption

and this life on the ground.

So I try and try

to do what is right

but a part of my makeup

aborts every flight.

What is the answer

where is the clue

that will help me escape

and fly faithful and true?

The answer is so simple

it escapes my searching eye:

Christ Jesus came to lift me up

for He knew I couldn't fly.

Rest your wings upon my promises,

let them lift you to a place

where your heart will change

in the glory of looking on my face.

Determine what I said is true

despite all circumstance and fear:

your part is true believing,

My part to bring you near.

J. Christopher White