Тексты
VERSE 1
I been running from my shadow,
tryna hide from what I’ve done.
I keep losing to my habits,
I keep breaking what I’ve become.
There’s a voice inside that tells me
I ain’t worthy of Your grace,
But You whisper through the wreckage,
“Child, I never looked away.”
PRE-CHORUS
And all the nights I cursed my breathing,
all the tears I tried to drown—
You were holding every heartbeat,
You were kneeling on holy ground.
CHORUS
If You saw my worst… why did You love me first?
If I fall again, Lord, will You hold me like You did?
I’m a mess of bones and mercy,
just a fragile, foolish kid—
But You call me Yours…
You call me Yours anyway.
A perfect God who loves an imperfect man—
I don’t understand…
but You love me anyway.
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VERSE 2
I got secrets I don’t mention,
sins that sleep beneath my skin.
I try praying like a saint does,
but I tremble when I begin.
‘Cause I know I don’t deserve You,
Lord, You know I never did…
But still You wrap me in forgiveness
like a father to a frightened kid.
PRE-CHORUS
You see the memories that haunt me,
You see the battles that I lose.
Yet You call my name so gently—
like my brokenness was something You could use.
CHORUS
If You saw my worst… why did You love me first?
If I fall again, Lord, will You stay the way You stayed?
I’m a canvas full of bruises,
but You paint me unafraid.
And You call me Yours…
You call me Yours anyway.
A perfect God who loves an imperfect man—
I’ll never understand…
but You love me anyway.
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BRIDGE (soft, trembling, bluesy)
Maybe mercy isn’t earned,
maybe grace is letting go—
maybe You’ve been teaching me
that broken things can still be whole.
Maybe love is not a trophy,
maybe love is where You sit—
right beside me in my failure,
calling beauty out of it.
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FINAL CHORUS (bigger, emotional)
If You saw my worst… why did You love me first?
Why choose a heart this clumsy,
why hold a soul that hurts?
Yet You lift my shame like morning,
You rewrite my every scar—
And You call me Yours forever,
like You never saw the dark.
A perfect God who loves an imperfect man—
I’ll never understand…
but somehow, You love me anyway.
I been running from my shadow,
tryna hide from what I’ve done.
I keep losing to my habits,
I keep breaking what I’ve become.
There’s a voice inside that tells me
I ain’t worthy of Your grace,
But You whisper through the wreckage,
“Child, I never looked away.”
PRE-CHORUS
And all the nights I cursed my breathing,
all the tears I tried to drown—
You were holding every heartbeat,
You were kneeling on holy ground.
CHORUS
If You saw my worst… why did You love me first?
If I fall again, Lord, will You hold me like You did?
I’m a mess of bones and mercy,
just a fragile, foolish kid—
But You call me Yours…
You call me Yours anyway.
A perfect God who loves an imperfect man—
I don’t understand…
but You love me anyway.
---
VERSE 2
I got secrets I don’t mention,
sins that sleep beneath my skin.
I try praying like a saint does,
but I tremble when I begin.
‘Cause I know I don’t deserve You,
Lord, You know I never did…
But still You wrap me in forgiveness
like a father to a frightened kid.
PRE-CHORUS
You see the memories that haunt me,
You see the battles that I lose.
Yet You call my name so gently—
like my brokenness was something You could use.
CHORUS
If You saw my worst… why did You love me first?
If I fall again, Lord, will You stay the way You stayed?
I’m a canvas full of bruises,
but You paint me unafraid.
And You call me Yours…
You call me Yours anyway.
A perfect God who loves an imperfect man—
I’ll never understand…
but You love me anyway.
---
BRIDGE (soft, trembling, bluesy)
Maybe mercy isn’t earned,
maybe grace is letting go—
maybe You’ve been teaching me
that broken things can still be whole.
Maybe love is not a trophy,
maybe love is where You sit—
right beside me in my failure,
calling beauty out of it.
---
FINAL CHORUS (bigger, emotional)
If You saw my worst… why did You love me first?
Why choose a heart this clumsy,
why hold a soul that hurts?
Yet You lift my shame like morning,
You rewrite my every scar—
And You call me Yours forever,
like You never saw the dark.
A perfect God who loves an imperfect man—
I’ll never understand…
but somehow, You love me anyway.