For we rise up on eagles wings.
We meet the Lord up there in the air.
No more worries, not a care in sight, for we've won the fight.
We're now in flight soaring on high,
way above in the sky.
Where we watch the days go by and just sigh.
So lovely to be up here with the Lord.
Certainly no time to be earthly bored,
but sing with the Angels that heavenly chord.
Joy Sharp
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