Had I wings,
Then I should flit
From heaven to earth
To heaven again.

Had I wings,
Then I should float
From mountain to sea
To the river's end.

Had I wings,
Then I should soar
From steeple to rooftop
To chimney spire.

Had I wings,
Then I should glide
From plain to valley
To swampy mire.

Had I wings,
Then I should climb
To see God's face
In cloud's above.

Had I wings,
Then I should rest
On an olive branch
With a snowy dove.

Had I wings,
Then I should fly
From north to south
From east to west
And every place between,

Had I wings.