On the Lord, who never grows tired or weary, I wait. Once more aware of my own lack of strength to manage this life, I turn to the Lord, who gives strength to the weary And increases the power of the weak. When my power to move fades, I will hope in the Lord who makes me able; Able to soar on wings of eagles, To run and not grow weary, To walk and not be faint. On You, Lord, I wait.