Lyrics

Verse 1:**
*You traced the scars where the nails once tore,*
*Through every thorn-mark, You loved me more.*
*But I turned the lock, drew the curtains closed,*
*Left You kneeling in the rain on a road You chose.*
*Your tears fell like stars, but I called them shame,*
*Hung my heart on a cross I refused to name.*

**Chorus:**
*Oh, how Your love sings—a melody ignored,*
*A symphony of mercy through a slamming door.*
*You breathe *"Beloved"* into the void of my *"no,"*
*While the heavens ache with the love I won’t know.*
*The Father’s hands etch my name in the storm,*
*And the Spirit weeps for the life unborn.*

**Verse 2:**
*The Father carved mountains to cradle my sleep,*
*Painted dawn’s first blush just to watch Me weep.*
*But I traded His skies for a cage of dust,*
*Called His whispers *"chains"* and His grace *"unjust."*
*He counts every sparrow, yet I chose to fall,*
*While His voice cracked the thunder, *"Child, I gave you all."*

**Bridge:**
*Three hearts entwined in a single cry—*
*The Son on the doorstep, the Spirit’s sigh,*
*The Father’s fists full of prodigal pearls,*
*Begging the rebels to heal their own worlds.*
*Love split the Godhead, a triune scar,*
*Just to hold the ones who run so far.*

**Verse 3:**
*The Spirit comes gentle—a flame, a dove—*
*Kindles the embers of neglected love.*
*But I drowned Her fire in my pride’s cold sea,*
*Shut the window where She whispered *"Come to Me."*
*Now She groans in the void where my soul once stood,*
*The breath of God choked on my *"not yet good."*

**Outro:**
*The door’s still open, the table’s set,*
*The Trinity’s tears in the wine still wet.*
*Three persons, one plea through the night’s dark blade:*
*"The hands that made you won’t unmake you, child—*
*Just come home."*