Broken Praise

Broken Praise | Official Song | Futerrific 

A quiet hymn for imperfect faith and resilient hearts. This song explores devotion that survives doubt, love that endures after disappointment, and courage that sings even when certainty fades. It is not about answers, but about staying open. A prayer shaped by cracks, honesty, and tenderness. Praise, not because life is perfect — but because it is lived.

Disclaimers:

"Broken Praise" is a collaboration between human and AI efforts. The AI-generated rhythms are curated and further modified by Futerrific, which owns the song's lyrics. Also, please note that the song's lyrics are not intended to represent any views or entities whatsoever.

Full Lyrics:

[Verse 1]

I never learned to pray in lines,
My thoughts run wild, looking for signs
Light on floors I can’t explain,
Hope in places worn with pain

Some days I doubt everything,
Some days faith is on a string  
Some days silence sings to me
Louder than any certainty.

[Pre-Chorus]

I tried to raise my steady voice,
But it came cracked with time,
All my yeses tangled up
in every no of mine.

[Chorus]

So I offer broken praise,
From these long imperfect days,
With hands that shake and still remain
When nothing stays the same
If I’m living in the ache,
If I’m faithful, though I shake
Let my words say it all
I stand tall against the fall

[Verse 2]

Love didn’t come like promised dreams,
No angels dressed in shiny gold
It showed up late, faint and slow
With a heart half-bruised and bold.

It spoke in pauses, not in vows,
In holding close, not in plans,
But it stayed when all my doubt
Was heavier than I am.

[Pre-Chorus]

If  faith seems like  a flicker
In a long and hollow hall,
Then let my name be written there,
in light against the wall.

[Chorus]

So I offer broken praise,
From these long imperfect days,
In every breath, I’m brave enough
To take another way.
If I’m holy in the ache,
If I’m faithful in the fall,
Let this tender sound remind me 
 I'm not done at all.

[Bridge]

I don’t know the right direction,
I don’t know the perfect words,
But I know love will  remain
in a world still full of pain. 

And if my voice is trembling,
It’s my faith-strengthening—
Singing through open wounds that refuse to close                                                              

[Final Chorus]

So I offer broken praise,
No disguise, and no shame 
No regrets, or self-blame
No other truth  to reclaim
  
If the dark still answers back,
If the silence softly stays,
I will sing into tomorrow —
With my broken praise.

[Outro]

Not flawless
Just a flickering flame,
repeating my  name

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