On Wings of Eagles
By Frederick Blanchard
Soaring on wings of eagles over the sea,
Gives us a vantage point high above the earth,
Enabling us to have visions beyond the horizon,
Where the future for our lives is plain to see.
Pillars of smoke rise slowly off surrounding planes,
Carrying upward the inspired words of Timothy,
Which foretells of the coming treacherous days,
Revealing that day’s are now merging in birthing pains.
Visions of adversities various creatures multiplying,
Their numbers freed to proliferate today’s world,
Of this physical realm full of godlessness and blind pride,
Yet in this tribulation, joy is found in prayer filled rejoicing.
For the Lord’s people rise above on powerful wings,
Soaring as eagles that ride on heavens currents,
By the purity of our Savior’s mercy and abundant grace,
Their faith wearies not and will endure all trying things.
‘But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary;
and they shall walk, and not faint.’