words music by david phelps his trembling hands held the church pew that day stuggling to stand when they asked him to pray with wisdom and strength his words were spoken but his body grew weary for his wings were broken but he will fly once again he will soar with his wings unfolded hear the angels applaud as he rides on the wind to the arms of god and he will fly he will fly again and on that day when he left for the sky i saw him smile as he told me goodbye no more would he weep for missed tomorrows no more would he suffer in this land of sorrows but he will fly once again he will soar with his wings unfolded hear the angels applaud as he rides on the wind to the arms of god and he will fly he will fly again i know that he s in a better place i still dream of the day when i ll see his face then we ll embrace and we will fly once again we will soar with our wings unfolded hear the angels applaud as we ride on the wind to the arms of god and we will fly we will fly again