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"Floating on space with zero gravity is how high my faith goes
Jesus is my protection from the raining hail of enemies
I feel like an angel with wings flying through the soft clouds to settle within my highest destination
away from the cruel unusual world I'm letting look at my back
the stars is my lamp when darkness shuts out when I slowly close eyes of mine
Jesus be my rocket fuel to shoot me up to heaven
I'm on full of your submission
" Oh no!" Jesus my white precious symbolic meaning to me is breaking into pieces
you stretch your life - saving hand to keep me slipping out of your firm grip
back facing light years above the earth wind hitting my back with so much force thought my breath was out of me
your gaze is out of my reach the faster I fall
I'm falling almost as quick as a fireball meterorite that leaves an impression on a cornfield
thought I would hit concrete but I stopped in the middle of the earth filled streets between the city and clear sky switched from horizontal to vertical to land on my feet if that's not the fast action thinking from Jesus then tell me who it is
I will get my wings back in heaven
until then as a female disciple I will be
"Angel with Wings"
