Eagles On The Wind

I catch a glimpse, now and again,
Above the winter land,
Of eagles, soaring on the wind;
Sent by my Father’s Hand.

Sent to remind me of His Love
To heal my broken will;
For when I see the eagles fly
I know He loves me still

I love to see Your face, oh Lord,
There in the windswept sky;
And I rejoice, my faith renewed
To see the eagles fly.