"Monday Morning Faith" lyrics
SEU Worship, Chelsea Plank & Tiffany Hudson Lyrics
I want to meet with You more than Sundays
I want to know more than just my mother's faith
'Cause that's not enough
To get through the rough
Oh, I need a Monday morning faith
I want to hear You in more than just one way
Show Your voice in all of the mundane things
Oh, You're in the in-between
You're in my everything
And that's all I really need
My soul sings in the morning
I love the King and He loves me
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Let my worship be more than just singing
When did music become a religious thing?
Oh, let these songs be what they're meant to be
The sound of Your church awakening
And help my heart to keep up with the heavens
Where the angels sing 24/7 praise
You're more than enough
To get through my rough
You're teaching me Monday morning faith
And that's all I really need
My soul sings in the morning
I love the King and He loves me
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Oh, Your mercies new every morning
I come alive as You're calling
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Hell's not scared of a Sunday faith
If it only leads to an empty praise
What really makes darkness run
Is when saints arise and praise in quiet
On Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday
To know You, to love You, to choose You first
On Thursday and Friday and Saturday
To see You, behold You in worship singing
Hallelujah, Holy Holy
Glory to the King of Kings
Hallelujah, Holy Holy
All honor and glory belongs to You
My soul sings in the morning
I love the King and He loves me
He loves me
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Oh, it's everyday, yeah
Your mercies new every morning
I come alive as You're calling
Oh, I'm coming alive
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
I want to know more than just my mother's faith
'Cause that's not enough
To get through the rough
Oh, I need a Monday morning faith
I want to hear You in more than just one way
Show Your voice in all of the mundane things
Oh, You're in the in-between
You're in my everything
And that's all I really need
My soul sings in the morning
I love the King and He loves me
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Let my worship be more than just singing
When did music become a religious thing?
Oh, let these songs be what they're meant to be
The sound of Your church awakening
And help my heart to keep up with the heavens
Where the angels sing 24/7 praise
You're more than enough
To get through my rough
You're teaching me Monday morning faith
And that's all I really need
My soul sings in the morning
I love the King and He loves me
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Oh, Your mercies new every morning
I come alive as You're calling
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Hell's not scared of a Sunday faith
If it only leads to an empty praise
What really makes darkness run
Is when saints arise and praise in quiet
On Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday
To know You, to love You, to choose You first
On Thursday and Friday and Saturday
To see You, behold You in worship singing
Hallelujah, Holy Holy
Glory to the King of Kings
Hallelujah, Holy Holy
All honor and glory belongs to You
My soul sings in the morning
I love the King and He loves me
He loves me
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
Oh, it's everyday, yeah
Your mercies new every morning
I come alive as You're calling
Oh, I'm coming alive
And all that I'm compelled to bring
Is my everyday offering
