Like an Eagle

Come let us go
To the place that lovers know
Where there are angels
And the praises ever flow
Come let us hide
Where beauty resides
In His presence
In His heart and by His side
Where the love pours out
With triumphant shouts
As His people look full in His face

CHORUS

Like an eagle in high places
Rides the wind, soars in the sky
So Your breath, carries me safely
In glories heights, refreshing me

Come let us dwell
In our home where lovers tell
Of His glory
He has conquered death and hell
Come let us fly
To the Throneroom on high
To the Saviour
Of all men, our Lord on High
Where the love pours out
With triumphant shouts
As His people look full in His face

Copyright Nicky Whyman 2015