Based on a series of sermons on Romans 8 by Mark Stibbe that I heard at New Wine North many moons ago.
lyrics
Gravity’s working against me,
just one more thing that’s pulling me down.
Apathy, habit, rebellion
tug at my heartstrings, keep my head bowed.
I need to break these chains and rise above.
I want to fly,
teach me to soar on eagle’s wings.
I need to fly
into your courts,my King.
Liberty is such a strange thing.
I need to learn what it means to be free.
Free to keep making the right choice,
freedom to lay my life at your feet.
Breathe on me, Breath of God; fill me again.
Then I can fly
teach me to soar on eagle’s wings.
I need to fly
into your courts,my King.
Walking in your ways,
I’ll take a leap of faith
Then I will fly
I’m gonna fly
I’m gonna fly,
I’m gonna soar on eagle’s wings
I’m gonna fly
into your courts, my King