The sin of my ways

Haunting for all my days

Like leaves in a tree, with the wind I sway

Attempting to fill every tray

As my heart is hardened to clay

I can only see what lies in my way

My heart is dropped into the fray

Am I not enough for one person to stay?

Father, there must be a better way!

Oh, but there is my son

I have sent you on a run 

So the Spirit may show you the war is truly won

God the Father has sent His only Son

Into the miry clay

He has done what we cannot pay

Upon His shoulders, He took the sin of my ways

Broken my chains for all my days

With the wind I no longer sway

Turned to flesh my heart of clay

Leaving scars of the maylay

You are where my heart must stay

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, You are the only way!