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