In the heart of this town, I stand tall and proud,  
With a vision from heaven, I’m speaking it loud.  
The lost are awakening, with hope in their eyes,  
Together we’ll flourish, like the sun in the skies.
Through trials and storms, I’ll guide you each day,  
With love in my soul, I’ll lead you to pray.


I’m the pastor of this great city, come take my hand,  
With God as our guide, let’s make a stand.  
Through prayer and support, we’ll light up the night,  
Together in faith, we’ll shine oh so bright.

(Musical Interlude)


From the streets to the steeples, I’ll spread the good news,  
With faith as my armor, there’s nothing to lose.  
I’m here on a mission, to heal and to teach,  
In this city of grace, the lost I will reach.


So gather your hearts, and join me in song,  
Together we’ll rise, united and strong.


I’m the pastor of this great city, come take my hand,  
With God as our guide, let’s make a stand.  
Through prayer and support, we’ll light up the night,  
Together in faith, we’ll shine oh so bright.

[Outro]
So trust in the journey, let love lead the way,  
For I’m pastor of this city, and here I will stay.

Pastor Of This Great City

[Verse 1]
Well I’m headin’ out, got my gloves on tight,  
Hoppin’ into my truck, feelin’ alright.  
Old bikes and cans, all in my sight,  
Gonna load ‘em up, spend my day in the light.

Scrap metal hunt, can’t miss a beat,  
But watch out for the rash, can’t take the heat!

[Chorus]
Collectin’ that scrap, livin’ the dream,  
But a rash on my arm makes me wanna scream.  
Turning trash into treasure, oh what a scene,  
But itches and scratches ain't part of the theme!

[Verse 2]
Found me a fridge, yeah, that’s quite a score,  
But oh dear, my skin’s really startin’ to sore.  
Scrappin’ and laughin’, I feel like a pro,  
Now I’m scratchin’ my arms, it’s a real sideshow.

Metal on the ground, but it’s a risky game,  
If I don’t watch out, I won’t be the same!

[Chorus]
Collectin’ that scrap, livin’ the dream,  
But a rash on my arm makes me wanna scream.  
Turning trash into treasure, oh what a scene,  
But itches and scratches ain't part of the theme!

[Outro]
So I’ll keep on scrapin’, it’s what I’ll do,  
Rash or no rash, I’m stickin' like glue!

Collectin That Scrap

[Verse 1]
In the Alabama heat where the church bell rings,

Tammy played her heart out and the congregation sings.

Fingers on the keys, a prodigy of sound,

Lost in the music that could turn her world around.

But a secret burned deep, hidden in the haze,

A moment's rebellion through the smoky days.

[Chorus]
But oh, the music in her soul still played,

A haunting melody that wouldn't just fade.

Through pain and regrets, she learned to forgive,

In the arms of her children, it’s in love that we live.

[Verse 2]
Caught in a moment when the truth came to light,

Deacon's eyes were cold, in the darkness of night.

Mrs. Henderson took her place, hollow and weak,

The hymns turned to silence, left her too scared to speak.

Spiritual growth, they said, but she felt the weight,

In a church turned to prison, she sealed her fate.

[Chorus]
But oh, the music in her soul still played,

A haunting melody that wouldn't just fade.

Through pain and regrets, she learned to forgive,

In the arms of her children, it’s in love that we live.

[Outro]
At peace with the past, she finally found the song,

In the silence of the night, she knew she belonged.

Tammys Song Of Grace

She wakes up early with a prayer on her lips
Coffee in hand and a Bible she grips
Sunday dress with her hair tied just right
She’s got heaven on her mind and her soul shining bright
She don’t miss a word that that mama Jean says
Singin’ loud to “Amazing Grace”
With a heart full of love and a spirit so true
There’s no place she'd rather be than that front church pew
She’s my angel, my heart, my whole world
A Jesus-lovin’, earring-makin’ girl
Selling joy with a sparkle and a smile so wide
Right after church under the clear southern sky
With her hands and her faith she’s building her dream
Giving glory to God in every little thing
Yeah, that’s my wife—ain’t she somethin’ true
Sittin’ close to the Lord on that front church pew

Monday to Saturday, she’s workin’ away
Twisting wire and beads in a sweet, peaceful way
Each little pair tells a story of grace
From the cross to the crown, you can see it on her face

She gives hugs and hope with every sale
And talks about Jesus without fail
selling earrings by the car and a joy that’s new
You’ll find her every Sunday in that front church pew

She’s my angel, my heart, my whole world
A Jesus-lovin’, earring-makin’ girl
Selling joy with a sparkle and a smile so wide
Right after church under the clear southern sky
With her hands and her faith she’s building her dream
Giving glory to God in every little thing
Yeah, that’s my wife—ain’t she somethin’ true
Sittin’ close to the Lord on that front church pew

And when the day is done, she’s still shining bright
Petting our cats and kissin’ me goodnight
She’s a walking testimony, sweet and strong
Singin’ Jesus’ name like a gospel song

She’s my angel, my heart, my whole world
A Jesus-lovin’, earring-makin’ girl
Selling joy with a sparkle and a smile so wide
Right after church under the clear southern sky
With her hands and her faith she’s building her dream
Giving glory to God in every little thing
Yeah, that’s my wife—faithful through and through
Holding my hand on that front church pew

Front Church Pew

We tied the knot on a prayer and a maybe,
Me full of faith, you runnin' wild and free.
I thought love could bridge the miles between us,
But love ain’t strong when the heart don’t agree.
I was church pews, you were Netflix,gossip and chill,
I was Sunday mornin’, you were Saturday night.
Tried to meet halfway with a heavy heart,
But two wrong rhythms don’t make it right.

We were unequally yoked, pullin' different plows,
Tried to grow somethin’ in a burned-out ground.
But tears turned to wisdom, pain turned to praise,
Sometimes goodbye is the only way.
It didn’t break me, it set me free,
Now I see God had a plan for me.
Some things fall apart, and that’s okay—
It clears the path to better days.

We fought hard, yeah, we gave it a try,
But love without truth just wears a disguise.
I bent till I broke tryin' to hold you close,
But you can't fill a cup with a cracked soul.

I stayed prayin', you stayed gone,
We both were lonely even when we weren't alone.
It ain’t hate, it’s just the end of the road,
And I finally learned when it’s time to let go.

We were unequally yoked, pullin' different plows,
Tried to grow somethin’ in a burned-out ground.
But tears turned to wisdom, pain turned to praise,
Sometimes goodbye is the only way.
It didn’t break me, it set me free,
Now I see God had a plan for me.
Some things fall apart, and that’s okay—
It clears the path to better days.

Now I’m walkin’ stronger, got joy in my bones,
Learned you can’t heal in a house that ain’t home.
Our story’s a scar, but it tells the truth—
God can make all things new.

We were unequally yoked, but I found my light,
In the ashes of wrong, I found what's right.
Grace grew in the wreckage, hope rose from pain,
And I found peace in a brand-new name.
It didn’t break me, it made me see—
There’s purpose in every tear that’s free.
Some things fall apart, and that’s okay—
'Cause broken roads lead to better days.

[Outro]
Yeah, broken roads…
Led me all the way…
To better days.

Broken Roads Lead To Better Days

You can buy the roses, paint the sky with stars
Say all the right things, play the sweetest part
But if they’re broken, lost in their own storm
You can hold ‘em close, but still feel the cold

You can light a fire, but you won’t catch a flame
If they don’t love themselves, it won’t ever be the same

You can’t make a heart stay, when it don’t wanna beat
You can’t plant love where it’s missing its seed
No matter how much you give or try to prove
If they don’t see their worth, they can’t ever love you
It’s a hard-learned truth, watch what you say
You can’t force love, and you can’t make a heart stay

I saw the hurt hidden in her smile
She was chasing peace, but ran every mile
Tried to lift her up, tried to be her ground
But she had to find herself before she’d stick around

I gave all my heart, but it just wasn’t right
‘Cause she needed to see her own soul in the light

You can’t make a heart stay, when it don’t wanna beat
You can’t plant love where it’s missing its seed
No matter how much you give or try to prove
If they don’t see their worth, they can’t ever love you
It’s a hard-learned truth, watch what you say 
You can’t force love, and you can’t make a heart stay

So if you’re holdin’ on to someone not ready
Let ‘em go, let the winds keep steady
They’ll come back when their soul is free
Or maybe love’ll find you both differently

‘Cause you can’t make a heart stay, when it don’t wanna beat
You can’t build a home without steady feet
No matter how much you give or try to prove
If they don’t love themselves, they can’t love you
And that’s a hard-learned truth, so watch what you say 
You can’t force love, and you can’t make a heart stay

[Outro]
No, you can’t force love... and you can’t make a heart stay

You Can't Make a Heart Stay

Woke up this mornin’ with a battle on my mind,
Devil whisperin’ lies, tryin’ to steal what’s mine.
But I got a secret that he don’t understand—
My joy’s not shaken by the troubles of man.
 “Do not grieve,” the Good Book said,
“For the joy of the Lord is your strength” instead. [Nehemiah 8:10]
So I put on my boots, and I raise my head,
Singin’ praises while he runs scared.

My joy’s my weapon, my soul's song of fight,
A holy fire burnin’ through the darkest night.
A smile on my face, even when it ain't right,
The devil don’t win when I dance in the light.
He can’t touch a heart that’s heaven-fed—
Joy’s my weapon, and I fight with it instead. 

He thought I’d fold when the storm came rollin’ in,
But I just laughed and let the praises begin.
My God is good, and my heart believes,
Even in pain, I’ve got peace up my sleeve.

 “The Lord is my strength and my shield,” I cry,
 “My heart trusts Him, and I lift it high.” 
I won’t let sorrow take a seat—
'Cause joy knocks the devil off his feet.

My joy’s my weapon, my soul's song of fight,
A holy fire burnin’ through the darkest night.
A smile on my face, even when it ain't right,
The devil don’t win when I dance in the light.
He can’t touch a heart that’s heaven-fed—
Joy’s my weapon, and I fight with it instead. 

“May the God of hope fill you up inside,
With all joy and peace as you walk in His light.” 
Every shout of praise is a sword I raise,
Every hallelujah lights up my days.

 My joy’s my weapon, my praise is my shield,
I stand on the Word and I don’t ever yield.
A laugh in the valley, a song on the hill,
The devil runs dry when my joy is fulfilled.
He can’t win where Jesus bled—
Joy’s my weapon—'nuff said.

Joy Is My Weapon

“Two better than one…
That’s what the Word says…
And I’m ridin’ with you…
All the way to glory…”

We… ride or die… in Christ…
That’s my rib… that’s my queen…
Prayin’… hand in hand…
Chasin’… Kingdom dreams…
Two better… than one…
That’s what the Word say…
Pushin’… each other closer…
To the throne… every day…
Like Ruth… and Boaz
Favor… in the field…
We hold… each other down…
While His Spirit… gets revealed…
When you feel weak…
I remind you… who you are…
Daughter of the Most High…
Baby girl… you a star…
Proverbs… thirty-one…
That’s you… in the flesh…
Faith… on fleek…
Grace… fresh to impress…
I ain’t just your lover…
I’m your prayer partner too…
Lifting your hands to the sky…
Yeah… I’m right… there with you…
Two… can’t be… easily broke…
So when the devil swings…
We duck… every stroke…
You fight my battles… in the Spirit…
When I’m drained…
You cover me… in prayer…
When my joy’s… been strained…
When the storm hits hard…
And the rain comes heavy…
We worship… in the crib…
Keep the praise… game steady…
Like Ahquillah… and Priscilla…
We build… for the King…
Movin’ as a unit…
In this holy… matrimony thing…
No cap…
This walk… ain’t easy…
Sometimes… we stumble…
Sometimes… tears get greasy…
But we bounce back quick…
‘Cause our roots… go deep…
Word in our hearts…
Promises… we keep…
I’ll wash you… in the Word…
Like Ephesians say…
Lead with love…
Not ego…
That’s the Christ… way…
If I see you slippin’…
I ain’t pointin’… no blame…
I’mma pull you close…
And we’ll lift… His holy name…

Ride… or die… in Christ…
That’s my rib… that’s my queen…
Prayin’ hand in hand…
Chasin’… Kingdom dreams…
If you stumble… I’ll be there…
Never lettin’ you fall…
We both serve the King…
Answerin’… the call…

Ride Or Die In Christ

Just a nobody trying to tell everybody about somebody who can save anybody ! Love Writing For Artist Hit Me Up God Bless

You Can't Make a Heart Stay

Kenneth Booker (KB)

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