El Shaddai
Endless supply
Never asking why
You’re not shy
You keep Your eye
Watching from on high
Feeling spry
Ready to try
You want me to fly
My oh my
Into the sky
Leaving the ground by
I won’t sigh
You will not lie
Won’t lead me awry
You did tie
Myself to Thy
You won’t let me die
Not good bye
Just a short fly
So please do not cry
