To Be an Eagle

The eagle flies despite the storm,

It feels no need to hide.
Nor will it hunker down and wait,
But takes the storm in stride.
 
I want to be the eagle, Lord,
Who rises through this storm
And flies with faith despite the winds
That buffet my fierce form.
 
I’m not that strong, nor am I fierce,
But, Lord, with You I’ll try
To spread my wings, face down this storm
And rise, in faith, to fly!