Dust on My Bible (Acoustic Gospel-Pop)

Verse 1

Found it on the top shelf

Under cards and broken frames

Dust on my Bible

Spelling out my name

Pages curled and yellow

Like they’d waited all this time

For a heart that finally slowed down

Enough to read a line

Chorus

I’ve been running in circles

Chasing smoke and shallow gold

But Your words still find me

In the cracks of getting old

Every page a porch light

In the dark of what I’ve done

When I open up this Bible

I remember I’m Your son (ohh)

Verse 2

Coffee on the table

Morning barely breaking through

Red letters in the margins

Like they’re written straight to you

“Come to Me

All weary”

I can almost hear it said

And the weight I never talk about

Slips off my chest and head

Chorus

I’ve been running in circles

Chasing smoke and shallow gold

But Your words still find me

In the cracks of getting old

Every page a porch light

In the dark of what I’ve done

When I open up this Bible

I remember I’m Your son

Bridge

Maybe I’ll still wander

Maybe I’ll still fall

But I’ve got every promise

Underlined to call

When the night feels endless

And I’m tired of being strong

I turn another fragile page

And hear You say

“You still belong”

Chorus

I’ve been running in circles

Chasing smoke and shallow gold

But Your words still find me

In the cracks of getting old

Every page a porch light

In the dark of what I’ve done

When I open up this Bible

I remember I’m Your son

When I open up this Bible

I remember I’m Your son