Is chasing after wind the sum of life—
All we expect from birth to death in time—
Or is there midst this dark wind heaven’s light
That sees us through the dark to life sublime?
We turn to beacon shines from Calvary’s hill
Where light from Cross will penetrate our night,
And death forever there will our sin kill
While Holy Spirit’s breath restores our sight.
We see dispelled the darkness of that wind
Was breathed from Satan’s fangs that caused our fall,
And now new dawn brought by the Son begins—
A new creation made through Him for all.
Our Father through His Son by Spirit shows
The light of life eternal we can know.