Sophisticated Grace

[Verse 1]

Sunday shoes on the hardwood

Sunlight spilled on the pews

Old saints humming in the back row

I slide in, carrying the week’s bad news

Coffee stains on my bulletin

Heart still stuck on “why?”

But the choir leans into that first chord

And my doubts all step aside

[Chorus]

Sophisticated grace, so simple on my soul (my soul)

Every crooked measure

You resolve and make it whole

I bring a tangled heart

You turn it into praise

All my clumsy, all my broken

Wrapped in sophisticated grace

[Verse 2]

Deacon nods on the off-beat

Pastor laughs at his own joke (ha)

Kids draw crowns on the margins

While the altos find the sweetest note

I remember every wrong turn

Every door I slammed in Your face

Yet You seat me at the center table

Call my fear “beloved” by name

[Chorus]

Sophisticated grace, so simple on my soul (yeah)

Every crooked measure

You resolve and make it whole

I bring a tangled heart

You turn it into praise

All my clumsy, all my broken

Wrapped in sophisticated grace

[Bridge]

You take theory I can’t fathom

Make it feel like home

Turn my restless, reckless patterns

To a steady, gentle tone

I was sure I’d earn Your silence

You answered me with song (oh)

Layer over layer

You were loving me all along

[Chorus]

Sophisticated grace, so simple on my soul

Every crooked measure

You resolve and make it whole

I bring a tangled heart

You turn it into praise (into praise)

All my clumsy, all my broken

Wrapped in sophisticated grace

All my clumsy, all my broken

Held in sophisticated grace