Poetry

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You belong to the wide blue sky
So spread your mighty wings and fly
Don't be afraid of your enemy's rage
Remember, you don't belong to a cage

You belong to the highest mountains
You're not born to dwell in lowly plains
Don't go and play in the chickenyard
You'll be stuck, it'll become your graveyard

Don't be frightened to fly into a storm
Rise higher with currents so strong
You're born to soar, make room for more
Realize the great things God has in store

Fly towards the region of the sun
When you're weary and your vision blurry
Yes, draw close to the Son from whom
Restoration and fresh vision come


But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:31)

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