

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Hard pew, same row Dust dancing in the morning glow I got a smile on I can’t keep on It cracks every time they sing that song These hands shake when I fold ‘em These eyes burn when I close ‘em I’m hanging on by a fraying thread Just trying to believe every word I’ve read [Chorus] Lord, I feel alone in a crowded choir Every “hallelujah” just fanin’ my fire All these heartaches, all these troubles Piled up like stones on a graveyard double You say You’re near to the broken like me That You hear every beggar on his knees My faith is strong, but it’s worn to the bone Lord, I feel alone Lord, I feel alone [Verse 2] Mama’s hands up high Preacher’s got that thunder in his eyes But my mind’s stuck on hospital rooms Empty chairs and folded suits I’ve buried love, I’ve buried plans Lost my grip on who I am And every “amen” cuts a little deep When I’m just trying not to fall apart in this seat [Chorus] Lord, I feel alone in a crowded choir Every “hallelujah” just fanin’ my fire All these heartaches, all these troubles Piled up like stones on a graveyard double You say You’re near to the broken like me That You hear every beggar on his knees My faith is strong, but it’s worn to the bone Lord, I feel alone Lord, I feel alone [Bridge] If You’re in this room In these worn-out wooden beams In the cracked old stained glass In the spaces in between Then meet me in my shaking Meet me in my doubt ‘Cause I’m singing every word I know But I’m barely getting it out (oh Lord) [Chorus] Lord, I feel alone in a crowded choir Every “hallelujah” just lifting me higher Through these heartaches, through these troubles You’re turning my cries into quiet mumbles You say You’re near to the broken like me And I’m still that beggar on his knees My faith is strong, even when I feel thrown So hold me when I’m torn Lord, when I feel alone (Yeah) Lord, when I feel alone
Tags
country, Slow modern country-gospel ballad; male vocals leading a small church choir. Start sparse with soft piano and brushed drums, then let warm organ, fiddle swells, and harmony voices bloom in the chorus. Verses intimate and close-mic; choruses rise with stacked choir responses and a steady backbeat. Subtle steel guitar weaves through the bridge, final chorus drops to near a cappella then swells for a goosebump finish., male vocals, strong
3:49
No
2/8/2026