Broken Prayers - Riley Clemmons

I’ve been taught how to talk to You

Hold it together

Make the bad look better

Say all the words that I’m supposed to

Bow my head, say, «Amen»

Yeah, that’ll do

Making every dead-end look like heaven

Like being okay is the way to reach You

But You’re not afraid of all the things I feel

So why am I afraid of being real?

You want my tears, every messy word

Every scar and every fear

You want all I have

With no holding back

When I’m hurt, at my worst

You meet me there

'Cause You see the beauty

In my broken prayers!

In my broken prayers!

You don’t care if it ain’t poetry

'Cause all of my edges

They are a little rough

But that’s all I got to bring

'Cause You’re not afraid of all the things I feel

Don’t have to hide the scars that still aren’t healed

You want my tears, every messy word

Every scar and every fear

You want all I have

With no holding back

When I’m hurt, at my worst

You meet me there

'Cause You see the beauty

In my broken prayers!

In my broken prayers!

Mascara running down my face

Desperate cry in a dark place

You take me that way

All of me

You want my tears, every messy word

Every scar and every fear

You want all I have

With no holding back

When I’m hurt, at my worst

You meet me there

'Cause You see the beauty

In my broken prayers!

In my broken prayers!

In my broken prayers!

In my broken prayers!

My broken prayers