When I am battered by the winds
I hold my head up high,
Though I am buffeted and tossed
I will not weep or cry
For winds that seek to hold me down
Can lift me to the sky
Since all my hopes rest on the Lord
On Eagles wings I fly
Isaiah 40: 31
But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles;
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