Spitting Into the Wind

How many times in my life, Lord,
Have I been spitting into wind,
When I tried to myself adore
And only magnified my sin?

But now I see my fruitless acts
Have hit my face to poison me
When I refuse to face the facts
And open eyes to Your truth see.

At last I see that I can’t live
Cut off from You, the source of life,
So to You now my heart I give
And know at last the end of strife.

Your glory gives me rightful place
In Your creation and Your Church
That through me You may pour Your grace
|To others whom You love so much. 

And now my words sail on Your wind
s You away blow Devil’s words
To free Your world at last from sin,
And risen Jesus we call, Lord.