The wind the wind the wind
how how can I prove it
when the effects of it
upon the sturdy tree,
or the grass of the field
are so clearly revealed,
Yet you refuse to see?
My Lord My Lord My Lord
oh how much He loves you.
His grace is true, is true.
His grace is free. is free.
You could have life eternal
with, of faith, a mere kernal.
But, you refuse to see.