With the Wind

He went with the wind, and he sailed on high He flew on the wings of a butterfly His heart was on fire with the love he knew Now he is a part of the blessed few He passed through many years of toil and strain In all that he tried through the failure and pain Joy without measure at finding the light True matchless glory to join with the flight Everything is waiting prepared from old He finally heard the story that was told The hope and the glory that he had found All such a blessing, now life could abound Above the high trees he flew with sure ease There was none but God, no man to please