BREATH IN THE WIND

Like shadows at evening, they fade.

So what is a man
If he gains all the world
But cannot hold time in his hands?

All is a breath in the wind,
All that we build will someday end.
Under the sun, we labor and strive,
But only in You do we truly find life.

So teach me to number my days,
To walk in Your wisdom and live by Your grace.
For everything passes beneath heaven's sky—
But Your word and Your love will abide.

There is a season for planting the seed,
A time to be silent, a time to speak.
A time for the tears and a time for the song,
A time to hold on, a time to move on.

The river keeps running, the years disappear,
Children become fathers, and fathers grow old.
Yet underneath heaven, You give us the gift
To eat, to rejoice, and be thankful.

So let me not chase
What tomorrow will take,
But cherish the breath You have given today.

All is a breath in the wind,
All that we build will someday end.
Under the sun, we labor and strive,
But only in You do we truly find life.

So teach me to number my days,
To walk in Your wisdom and live by Your grace.
For everything passes beneath heaven's sky—
But Your word and Your love will abide.

Remember your Creator
While the days are still young.
Before the silver turns to darkness,
Before the final song is sung.

Fear God.
Keep His ways.
This is the end of the matter.

Not riches.
Not glory.
Not all that the world can give.

Only what is done
Before the eyes of God
Will remain.

All is a breath in the wind,
But You are forever, beginning and end.
Under the sun, though the seasons may change,
Your faithful hands never fade.

So teach me to number my days,
To walk in Your wisdom and live by Your grace.
Let me enjoy every gift from Your hand,
And trust what I cannot understand.

The wind keeps moving...
The seasons turn...
The kingdoms rise...
The kingdoms fall...

But You remain.

You remain.