Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Morning opens Quiet breath Mist on fields Cold and fresh Coffee steam On the sill Distant crows Calling still This is holy Plain and near Cracked old porch Splintered chair Bare feet find The waiting ground Heart falls in To simple sound [Chorus] This is my worship for the day Rain in the gutter finds its way Dust in the sunlight, children’s play Earth sings first And then I pray [Verse 2] Bus stop traffic Honks and brakes Weeds push through The sidewalk breaks Grocery line Tired eyes Baby laughs And time slides by Wrinkled hands Counting change Nothing bright Nothing strange Yet in the rust And chipped gray paint Something patient Something saint [Chorus] This is my worship for the day Bread in the oven, slow decay Cracks in the ceiling, flaking paint Earth sings first And I’m the faint [Bridge] Not in thunder Not in flame In every small Forgotten name In every leaf That curls and falls A quiet choir Inside it all (inside it all) [Chorus] This is our worship for the day Mud on our boots, we lose our way Still every stumble learns to stay Earth sings first We just obey [Chorus] This is our worship for the day Hands in the soil, knees in clay Breath after breath, we learn to say Earth sings first And we give thanks today
Tags
Warm, reverent folk-gospel blend; fingerpicked acoustic guitar, soft piano pads, and subtle organ swells. Gentle build from intimate solo male vocals to a small, earthy choir on the final chorus, brushed snare and shaker entering halfway. Melody sits mid-range and singable, with simple three-part harmonies on the hook to feel like a communal morning hymn., worship
Duration
4:34
Instrumental
No
Created
4/15/2026