Steel-Toe Prayers

Verse 1

Before the sun paints the morning sky,

I’m pulling on these boots again.

Coffee’s hot, the world’s still dark,

Another day is about to begin.

My hands are rough, my back is sore,

The mirror shows a little more gray.

But these old boots keep walking on,

One honest step each day.

Verse 2

I’ve carried hurt I never showed,

Buried deep where nobody sees.

Learned that a strong man sometimes cries,

Down on one tired knee.

I’ve asked the Lord a thousand times

Why some roads cut so deep.

The only answer I’ve ever heard

Was, “Son… just don’t stop your feet.”

Chorus

These are my steel-toe prayers,

Spoken without a sound.

Every drop of sweat I give

Falls like holy ground.

I ain’t asking for riches,

Or an easy road somewhere.

Just enough strength to face tomorrow…

That’s my steel-toe prayer.

Verse 3

I’ve known the weight of lonely nights,

When silence filled the room.

Wondered if the morning light

Would ever break the gloom.

But hope’s a stubborn little flame

That refuses to burn away.

It lives inside a working man

Who keeps showing up each day.

Bridge

Maybe heaven hears the words

We never say out loud.

Maybe every honest day’s work

Makes the good Lord proud.

Maybe faith ain’t always found

In stained-glass windows high.

Maybe it’s in calloused hands

Raised beneath an open sky.

Final Chorus

These are my steel-toe prayers,

Every sunrise, every mile.

Every scar I’ve learned to carry,

Every tear behind a smile.

If tomorrow brings another fight,

I’ll lace these boots once more.

’Cause hope keeps walking with me

Through every open door.

Outro

So if you ever wonder

What keeps a man standing there…

It ain’t pride, it ain’t luck—

It’s a lifetime of steel-toe prayers.