Thy Kingdom Come

[Intro]
Our Father in heaven
Here I stand
Dust on my hands
Field road under these worn-out boots
Heart beatin’ like a marching band
[Verse 1]
Hollow church on a Tuesday night
Stained glass shadows on the floor
I bring my failure
All my fight
Lay it down just inside Your door
[Chorus]
Our Father in heaven
Hallowed be Your name
Your kingdom come
Your will be done
Here in my chest like the rising sun
Give us this day
Lord
Teach us how to pray
Lead us through fire
Lead us through flood
Deliver Your children
Cover us in love
[Verse 2]
I’ve chased comfort
I’ve chased pride
Turned my back
Said I was strong
But every road just circles ‘round
Til I’m back where I belong
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Forgive us our debts
Like the ones who hurt us too
Put mercy in these rough-cut hands
Make ‘em look a little more like You
[crescendo]
Yours is the kingdom
Yours is the power
Yours is the glory over every hour (oh)
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Our Father in heaven
Ragged voice
But I still sing
From this red clay
From this small town
To the throne of the humble King

rock, Southern folk-rock worship ballad. Raspy male lead over fingerpicked acoustic and warm organ for the intro, brushed kit and rootsy bass sliding in. Chorus explodes with a mixed choir, big toms, and open-throated harmonies, hint of medieval folk in the melody and mandolin flourishes. Dynamic arc from intimate confession to stadium-sized praise, then back to a tender outro with just voice and guitar., southern rock, contemporary, folk rock, folk, emotional, inspirational, medieval, strong, soft