The wind coms like a breeze,
For a bird flying with joy.
When the enemy comes like hurricane,
The bird confronts and extends its wings,
To gain altitude and overrun the turbulence.
So is my spirit of faith in Jesus Christ of Nazarene,
Never turn back but run forward against the wind,
To gain higher perspective of God,
And overtop my enemies,
For receiving the victory God has commands for me.