LAY IT AT HIS FEET

Intro — Piano & Choir

Some pain
too heavy
for one man.

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Verse 1

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House feel bigger now you gone from the room,
Two little boys and a quiet full of gloom.
Your picture on the wall but the smile hit hard,
Every memory cut like a visible scar.

They ask where mama at when the night get long,
I say she with the Lord but my voice feel wrong.
Try to stay strong when my heart feel weak,
But grief keep knocking every time I breathe.

I’m the priesthood holder, the father they see,
But some nights the weight feel bigger than me.
I pray but the silence run deep in my chest—

Then I hear that whisper:

Lay it at His rest.
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Hook — Choir

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Lay it at His feet, don’t carry it alone,
Christ understand every broken home.
Through every tear and every sleepless night—

The Savior can turn sorrow into light.

Lay it at His feet, let the burden release,
His grace was made for shattered peace.
When the road too heavy for strength to meet—

Lay your grief
at the Savior’s feet.
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Verse 2

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Sunday morning tying ties for the boys,
Teaching them prayers in a house missing joy.
Reading the Word where your voice used to be,
Trying to show them what faith supposed to mean.

Temple promises echo in my mind,
Families forever, sealed through time.
I know death ain’t stronger than covenants made,
But the ache still visit in waves.

I can’t let sorrow raise these sons of mine,
They deserve the gospel, truth, and light.
Their mama believed in the man I can be—

So I’m learning to kneel
and give this to Thee.
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Bridge — Spoken

Christ don’t remove the memory.

He carries the weight
so we can keep walking.

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Verse 3

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So tonight I prayed where the carpet worn thin,
Told the Lord everything locked within.
Said help me lead like she hoped I would,
Raise these boys patient, faithful, and good.

Teach them mercy, teach them prayer,
Teach them their mama still watching there.
Teach them Christ stronger than grief and defeat—

And how real men kneel
at the Savior’s feet.
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Final Hook — Choir + trumpet swell

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Lay it at His feet, don’t carry it alone,
He understands every broken home.
Through every storm and every heartbeat—

Grace begins
at the Savior’s feet.

Lay it at His feet, let the burden release,
His love was made for shattered peace.
And when the climb feel too steep to meet—

Lay your grief
at the Savior’s feet.
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Outro — Piano fades

Still grieving.

But not alone anymore.

piano, deep gospel organ, cinematic strings, 808 pulse, marching snare, choir pads, trumpet swells, male