You belong to the wide blue sky So spread your mighty wings and fly Don't be afraid of your enemy's rage Remember, you don't belong to a cage
You belong to the highest mountains You're not born to dwell in lowly plains Don't go and play in the chickenyard You'll be stuck, it'll become your graveyard
Don't be frightened to fly into a storm Rise higher with currents so strong You're born to soar, make room for more Realize the great things God has in store
Fly towards the region of the sun When you're weary and your vision blurry Yes, draw close to the Son from whom Restoration and fresh vision come
But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:31)