Sanctified Wounds

[Intro]

[Hammond B3 swell

3-count rise from hush into full-band stab]

[Verse 1]

You said I was too much trouble

Too loud

Too proud

Too strong to hold

You tried to tame my Sunday shouting

Turn my hallelujah

Into a quiet

"I'll do what I'm told"

[Chorus]

These are my sanctified wounds

They shine in the dark like stained glass truth

You can talk

You can tear

You can twist what you choose

But I rise

I rise

On these sanctified wounds (oh yes)

[Verse 2]

You left your anger on my shoulder

Like a choir robe

Heavy with some borrowed shame

But I washed it in my own tears

Hung it in the sunlight

Called each broken piece

By my own name

[Chorus]

These are my sanctified wounds

They shine in the dark like stained glass truth

You can talk

You can tear

You can twist what you choose

But I rise

I rise

On these sanctified wounds (yeah yeah)

[Bridge]

I ain't your easy Hallelujah

I ain't your quiet little prayer

I'm that cry at the back of the church right now

Saying "God

I'm still here

I'm still here" (oh)

You tried to break me in your image

But my spirit don't wear your shoes

I walk barefoot through the ashes

Turn that hurt into holy news

[Chorus]

These are my sanctified wounds

They shine in the dark like stained glass truth

These are my sanctified wounds

They shine in the dark like stained glass truth

You can talk

You can tear

You can twist what you choose

But I rise

I rise

On these sanctified wounds

[Outro]

[Band drops to near-silence

Hammond holding soft 11th-chord pad]

I rise

I rise

On these sanctified wounds (Lord, I rise)