No fast moving sparrow or early morning crier
no mourning doves sitting there necking on the wire
no bluebird, robin, cardinal colored red
no buzzard like a war chief watching the dead
no parrot, with feathers white and gray, bopping in a cage repeating what you say
Lord make me an Eagle high above the trees widely I will
spread my wings and soar on endlessly
no brown waddling duck or purple-colored finch
no toucan with the beak or blackbird on a fence
no fancy-footed penguin dancing in the snow
no hawk after a field mouse swooping down low
no pelican, with a load of fish in his mouth
no Canadian geese in a V flying South
Lord make me an Eagle high above the trees widely I will
spread my wings and soar on endlessly
no black-footed wood thrush or long-neck goose
no waxling or kildeer running on the loose
no awkward duckling, no graceful crane
no raven tapping on my window pane
no cockatoo, canary, chickadee or bobwhite–
no hoot owl howling in the middle of the night
No oriole, no ostrich, no peacock, no partridge–
Lord make me an Eagle high above the trees widely I will
spread my wings and soar on endlessly
no branches, no cages
If I pause for a minute let it be…to sit upon the rock of ages…
Lord make me an Eagle high above the trees widely I will
spread my wings and soar on endlessly
