A long journey lies ahead,
But they rise in the dawn
And turn their faces to the wind.
Their instinct leads them on.
They do not doubt the way ahead,
Nor question why they go.
They simply know they’re called to fly.
That’s all they need to know.
But it’s not instinct that lifts me
When I’m afraid to try,
I call to You when I need strength
To face my fears and fly.
I’m not a creature of instinct,
But some things still hold true.
While they rise-up because they must,
I rise by faith in You.
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