Chasing the Wind Wolves At The Gate

You should send me away, I've been such a liar
With the strongest of words, but the weakest desire

But look at me now, I'm reaching much higher
I'm trying so hard, but quickly I tire
(When will it be enough?)

So often I see Your beauty surrounding me
(But find my way out)
What's wrong with my heart? This friction of bound and free
(That fills light with doubt)
When will it be enough to know just grace and stop chasing the wind?
(Stop chasing the wind)

I tried to be wise with foolish volition
(Working to earn my place)
Oh how I was bold, but ignored my condition
(Forgetting "all of grace")

I feel the push and the pulls as it all tears me apart
I'm tripping over my pride, what's wrong with my heart?
I feel the push and the pulls as it all tears me apart
I'm tripping over my pride, what's wrong with my heart?

When will it be enough to know just grace and stop chasing the wind?
(Oh how much I've sinned!)