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Sunday Morning Sinner

Otis Claybrooke | July 22, 2026

[Verse 1]
I leave my tie on the chair
Still smelling like last night’s bar
Boots by the back door
Muddy from the yard
Mama’s Bible on the shelf
Dust on the cover in gold
I know that book by heart
But I still get cold

[Pre-Chorus]
I wash my hands in the sink
Like that could wash me clean
I hear that old bell ring
And I don’t know what I mean
I’m halfway on my knees
Halfway out the door
Lord, if You can hear me
I need a little more

[Chorus]
Sunday morning sinner
I’m calling out Your name
Sunday morning sinner
Can You take me anyway?
(Anyway)
I came with empty pockets
And a heart full of shame
Sunday morning sinner
Won’t You call me by grace?

[Verse 2]
The preacher says, “Come home”
And I’m already there
But the bottle in my coat
Keeps asking me to stare
At the man in the mirror
With the red in his eyes
He looks a lot like me
When the choir starts to rise

[Pre-Chorus]
I know the words to pray
But my throat locks tight
I’ve been falling all week
And I’m tired of the fight
If mercy has a door
Then I’m standing in the rain
Lord, I won’t look away
Say my name again

[Chorus]
Sunday morning sinner
I’m calling out Your name
Sunday morning sinner
Can You take me anyway?
(Anyway)
I came with empty pockets
And a heart full of shame
Sunday morning sinner
Won’t You call me by grace?

[Bridge]
If You found me in the dark
Would You still keep me near?
If I bring You all my scars
Will You still hold me here?
I don’t have a perfect song
Just this broken frame
So if I’m too far gone
Pull me close again

[Final Chorus]
Sunday morning sinner
I’m calling out Your name
Sunday morning sinner
Can You take me anyway?
(Anyway)
I came with empty pockets
And a heart full of shame
Sunday morning sinner
Won’t You call me by grace?
(Call me by grace)

Written by Otis Claybrooke





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