Just Like An Eagle Stirreth In Her Nest

Maria Muldaur

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So often men are blessed
With prosperity
The goodness and mercy of God
They no longer see

They seem to say within
Thy soul take thine ease
And they turn away from God
And do just as they please

But as an eagle
Stirreth her nest
So that her young ones
Will have no rest

God in His own
Mysterious way
Stirs up His people
To watch and pray

It's tragic that we are
So soon to forget
To our God we are
So deeply in debt

We grow so careless
And we grow so unconcerned
The first thing that we know
The scales have been turned

But as an eagle
Stirreth her nest
So that her young ones
Will have no rest

God in His own
Mysterious way
Stirs up His people
To watch and pray

God stirreth the world
In Noah's day
He sent a flood
To wash them away

He stirreth Moses
At the burning bush
He stirreth