I give thanks

(Verse 1)

Sun’s coming up on a worn-out prayer

Coffee’s cold but I’m still here

Bills on the counter, doubts in my head

Some days feel heavier than lead

But I breathe in grace with the morning light

Even when it don’t feel right

(Bridge)

I’ve learned there’s a blessing

In the breaking and bending

(Chorus)

So I give thanks in the middle of it

When the road’s all dust and the rain won’t quit

When my heart’s still hurting, but I’m standing somehow

I praise Him then, I praise Him now

Through the doors of mercy, I walk on in

Lift my voice, let the healing begin

Every breath I take, every step I make

I give thanks in the middle of it

(Verse 2)

I’ve seen the moon mark another season

Sun go down for a holy reason

Night falls quiet, the world gets still

Even the wild knows who feeds them still

If He holds the lions and the trees that sway

He ain’t letting me slip away

(Brudge)

So I lay my worries

At the feet of mercy

(Chorus)

And I give thanks in the middle of it

When the answers don’t come quick

When the weight of the world’s on my chest somehow

I praise Him then, I praise Him now

From the table to the empty road

Every mile, every load

Whatever I do, whatever it takes

I give thanks in the middle of it

(Verse)

I’ve learned that pain don’t get the final say

It builds a strength that won’t fade away

Trial by fire, faith refined

Hope grows strong when the heart holds on

There’s a peace I can’t explain

Standing guard in the middle of pain

(Bridge)

So I lay it all down, this life I live

Every word, every breath I give

If I’m standing tall or on my knees

Let it all be an offering

(Final Chorus)

I give thanks when the night feels long

When I gotta be brave just to carry on

Joy shows up in the broken parts

Turns scars into works of art

Every gift I never earned

Every lesson that I’ve learned

From the good to the hard, the loss, the grace

I give thanks—yeah, I give thanks

(Outro)

For a love I can’t explain

For a hope that still remains

Hands wide open, heart awake

Thanks be to God—for the gift of grace