

Prompt / Lyrics
[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
Tags
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
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No
1/8/2026