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Sunday, Child of Grace 2 by Hallie

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Sunday, Child of Grace 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Golden bells in the chapel chime,
Heaven hums a tune through time.
White robes whisper through the halls,
He smiles beneath the sacred walls.
Eyes like dawn, too bright to mourn,
A saint in sunlight, quietly torn.
He says the world is born anew—
But mercy burns like morning dew.
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[Pre-Chorus]
He sings for peace, he prays for love,
But in his heart, no hand above
Can cleanse the ache he hides away,
Beneath the choir’s soft decay.
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[Chorus]
Oh, Sunday, child of the skies,
Your halo dims when the daylight dies.
Your faith is gold, but your soul still bleeds,
In gardens grown from fragile creeds.
Oh, Sunday, shepherd of light,
Do you dream of stars at night?
Or do you stand where angels weep—
Guarding truths they cannot keep?
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[Verse 2]
Velvet hymns and velvet lies,
He builds his heaven from lullabies.
Every word a holy thread,
Binding hearts the way he’s led.
But even gods can lose their way,
When silence dares to make them pray.
He tells the lost to follow through—
Yet wonders who will guide him, too.
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[Pre-Chorus]
He holds his cross, he lifts his hand,
A perfect son in gilded sand.
But every prayer he offers high
Echoes back a soft goodbye.
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[Chorus]
Oh, Sunday, child of the skies,
Your halo dims when the daylight dies.
Your faith is gold, but your soul still bleeds,
In gardens grown from fragile creeds.
Oh, Sunday, shepherd of light,
Do you dream of stars at night?
Or do you stand where angels weep—
Guarding truths they cannot keep?
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[Bridge]
Maybe salvation’s not divine,
But found in flaws, in hearts aligned.
He lifts his face, and through the haze,
Sees love beyond the holy maze.
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[Final Chorus / Outro]
Oh, Sunday, child of grace,
The dawn still paints your weary face.
Your voice, a hymn the stars recall—
A prayer that dares to break the fall.
And when the sun forgets your name,
The world will still recall your flame.
Oh, Sunday… sing once more—
Till peace returns, forevermore.
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