Sunday Morning Glory

[Intro]

[Organ rising, 2‑second swell into full band]

[Verse 1]

Dust on my boots

Coffee in a paper cup

Mama in the front pew

Bible pages folded up

I came in heavy

Heart like a busted door

Then that old choir stood up

And shook the dust from the floor

[Chorus]

Sunday morning glory

Come and carry me

From the gravel in my chest

To a hallelujah free

I was lost, I was lonely

Now the grave can’t hold my story

Lift me higher, higher

Sunday morning glory

[Verse 2]

Deacon starts clappin’

Sister hits that upper line

Tears on my knuckles

Hands raised higher than my pride

Lap steel crying

Like it knows where I’ve been

Every broken little piece

Finding its way home again

[Chorus]

Sunday morning glory

Come and carry me

From the gravel in my chest

To a hallelujah free

I was lost, I was lonely

Now the grave can’t hold my story

Lift me higher, higher

Sunday morning glory

[Bridge]

I feel that mercy

Rollin’ like a river (oh)

Washing through the rafters

Right down to my whisper

If this is what forever is

I don’t have to be afraid

[Chorus]

Sunday morning glory

Come and carry me

From the gravel in my chest

To a hallelujah free

I was lost, I was lonely

Now the grave can’t hold my story

Lift me higher, higher

Sunday morning glory