I Am Young


I am young, Lord.
I have these wings
but I don't know how to use them yet.
I see others
soaring through the heights
seemingly unaffected
by the wind.
They soar
through the clouds
when just one strong gust
is enough
to send me back
to the nest.
I want to grow!
I want to glide among the mountaintops
but I need
Your strength from
day to day.
Your Hand to catch me,
and hold me
when the wind is too much
for me to bear.
But You said Your eye is on the sparrow
and if You can keep that little bird,
I know
You can help me.

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