Lyrics

[Verse]
Hands clasped tight, knuckles crack from the grip,
Heart heavy as a ship that took a cannonball dip.
Cried to the sky, hoping grace don't slip,
Soul stained but I’m shining, call it candlelit.

[Chorus]
Praying to the Lord, 'cause the weight too much,
Turn my pain into strength, His divine touch.
Knees down – my therapy, world out of clutch,
Pray up high, rise above the hush.

[Verse 2]
Sins on my sneakers, dirt tracks on my sole,
Struggling to find peace, patchwork on a hole.
Life’s a roulette table, I’m trying to crack the code,
Asked God, “Will I make it?” He said, “Keep that goal.”

[Bridge]
Pages torn from a book I ain't finished yet,
Heart scribbled verses, my soul's cassette.
Lord, I’m a project – not ready to forget,
Shaping me daily; I’m His concrete set.

[Verse 3]
Life’s a storm, and I’m dancing in the thunder,
Shattered pieces of my hope – no blunder.
Every prayer is bricks, building bridges under,
Crossing chasms where my doubts used to plunder.

[Chorus]
Praying to the Lord, 'cause the weight too much,
Turn my pain into strength, His divine touch.
Knees down – my therapy, world out of clutch,
Pray up high, rise above the hush.