Sunday Lyrics

Tori Kelly contemporary

Chorus:
I know they, they don't see my flaws
Or these hidden scars
And all the mess I've made
Oh, so don't, don't let Sunday fool you
Here's my hallelujah
Every single day, I'm running to Your grace

Sunday Lyrics

When the world looks at me
I wonder what they see
Underneath these eyes
Oh, smiles masquerade as pain
And grow up to be shame
Then leave me with a lie

I know they, they don't see my flaws
Or these hidden scars
And all the mess I've made
Oh, so don't, don't let Sunday fool you
Here's my hallelujah
Every single day, I'm running to Your grace
Ey, ey, ey

I'm tired of this dirty heart
That keeps our world apart
I need Your loving fire
And even in these church clothes
I can't dress up my soul
To be free is my desire

I'm so far from where they think I am
But when I raise my hands
I'm reaching out for life
Oh, so don't, don't let Sunday fool you
Here's my hallelujah
Every single day, I'm running to Your grace

I know they, they don't see my flaws
Or these hidden scars
And all the mess I've made
Oh, so don't, don't let Sunday fool ya
Here's my hallelujah
Every single day, I'm running to Your grace

Running to Your grace
Ooh, I need it everyday

Mark 2 : 27 And he said unto them, The sabbath was made for man, and not man for the sabbath: Luke 21 : 36 But watch ye at every season, making supplication, that ye may prevail to escape all these things that shall come to pass, and to stand before the Son of man. Romans 3 : 23 for all have sinned, and fall short of the glory of God;