Song For My Family

There is song for my family
Outside the walls of Sunday
Morning from some within

This is a song to confess our sins
Lay it all out and try to begin again
The hope again

Please forgive our ignorance
In looking down on You
Please forgive our selfishness
For hiding in our pews while
The world bleeds
While the world needs us to be
What we should be

This is a song for my family who
Just can’t believe in the Jesus that
You’ve seen on Sunday morning

This is a song for the cynical saints
The burned out and hopeless
The ones that we’ve cast away
I feel your pain

Please forgive the wastefulness of
All that we could be
But don’t forget there’s more than this
Her beauty still exists
His bride is still alive (4X)

This is a song for my family inside
The walls of Sunday morning
Be what you should be