Hevel… Hevel… Life is vapor. Here for a moment, Then gone with the wind. [Verse 1] I built me a life with these two hands, Put my name on all I could, Chased a little more tomorrow Like I thought tomorrow would. I gathered what the world called treasure, Climbed until they knew my name, But the higher that I made it, The less any of it stayed. [Pre-Chorus] I could feel it moving past me, But I couldn’t make it stay, Every time I closed my fingers, Something slipped away. [Chorus] I was chasing the wind, Trying to hold what can’t be held, Asking temporary things To be something they could never be. Hevel… Hevel…, life is vapor, Here and gone again— How much of this life have I wasted Chasing the wind? [Verse 2] The wise man and the fool both leave, The rich man leaves his gold, Every house becomes another’s, Every hand lets go its hold. Death don’t care about the titles, Doesn’t ask how high you’ve been, Kings and beggars breathe their last breath, And the wind blows on again. [Pre-Chorus] We come here with our hands wide open, We leave here much the same, And everything we thought would save us Can’t follow where we’re going anyway. [Chorus] Still we’re chasing the wind, Trying to hold what can’t be held, Asking temporary things To give us what they never could. Hevel… Hevel…, life is vapor, Here and gone again— How much of this life will we spend Chasing the wind? [Verse 3] I knew the words, I knew the stories, Knew the answers all by heart, I knew everything about You, But knowing You was something more. When the dark made death feel closer, And there was nowhere left to hide, I had to ask if I just knew Your name, Or really knew You in my life. [Bridge] So I’m loosening my grip On what was never meant to last, All the things I called forever Were just shadows moving past. Success will fade. The seasons change. Even those we love can’t stay. But when everything I’ve leaned upon Is finally stripped away— Jesus remains. [Final Chorus ] No more chasing the wind, No more trying to hold what can’t be held, No more asking temporary things To carry what they never could. Hevel… Hevel…, life is vapor, But I don’t have to fear the end— My hope was never in what I could hold… My hope is in the One who holds me. Open hands, No more left to prove. Open hands, No more left to lose. Life is vapor. Jesus remains. I couldn’t hold the wind… But You were always holding me.
