Monday Morning Faith

We want to meet with you, Lord

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

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 (ooh)

Let my worship be more than just singing

When did music become a religious thing?

Let these songs be what thеy're meant to be

Thе 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 (yes, Lord)

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

Your mercy's new - your mercy's new every morning

I come alive as you're calling

And all that I'm compelled to bring

Is my everyday offering (it's every day, every day)

And Hell's not scared of a Sunday faith

If it only leads to empty praise

What really makes darkness run

Is when the saints arise and praise in quiet

On Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday

To know you, to love you, to choose you first (we sing)

Thursday and Friday and Saturday

To see you, behold you in worship, singing

Hallelujah, holy, holy

Glory to the King of Kings

And hallelujah, holy, holy

All honor and glory belongs to you

And 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 (Your mercy's new)