Oh, I saw an eagle with crucified wings
Broken because He would not soar alone
Many birds offered to take me home
But I chose the eagle with crucified wings
I chose eagle with crucified wings
I did not ask my eagle of crucified wings,
“Shall bloodied feathers ever fly?”
I watched in awe as He took for the sky
And I waited for the eagle with crucified wings
I waited for my eagle with crucified wings
Oh, I love an eagle with crucified wings!
We love with a love the high heavens can’t hold!
We swoop and we soar against sunsets of gold
I’m borne up like an eagle on crucified wings
I soar high as my eagle on crucified wings
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