This six-line poem begins with a rhetorical question, marveling at how one cannot help but rise on magnificent wings with Jesus Christ as King nearby. It then portrays His love as a force that soars through life’s challenges, offering limitless grace as a beacon. The poem concludes with a direct challenge to the soul to actively rise in faith, promising an eternal expanse of divine skies. It’s a compact, uplifting celebration of spiritual elevation through Christ’s presence and power.

How can we not rise, on wings so grand,
With Jesus Christ, our King, at hand?
Through storms and skies, His love takes flight,
A boundless grace, our guiding light,
Take flight, O soul, in faith ascend,
His boundless skies shall never end.