The Kitchen Light Was On by Bubba Patrick

[Chorus: Bubba, Darlene joins]
The kitchen light was on,
And Your mercy met me there;
Not because I found the perfect words,
But because You heard my prayer.
Jesus, You have made a way
I could never make alone;
I was standing in my own house,
But Your grace was bringing me home.

[Verse 2: Darlene]
There were things I couldn't undo,
Names I needed to call;
An apology upon my tongue
I had swallowed every fall.
Lord, forgiveness isn't easy
When my pride still wants to speak;
But the Savior who went to the cross
Has been patient here with me.

[Chorus: duet]
The kitchen light was on,
And Your mercy met me there;
Not because I found the perfect words,
But because You heard my prayer.
Jesus, You have made a way
I could never make alone;
I was standing in my own house,
But Your grace was bringing me home.

[Instrumental: gospel piano, harmonica and sax answer]
[Bridge: Lantern Turn, building B3]
[Bubba]
You carried sin to Calvary.
[Darlene]
You rose and broke the grave.
[Duet]
I cannot buy the love You give
Or work my way to saved.
So teach these hands to serve someone,
Teach this mouth to tell what's true;
Let the life I live on Monday
Say that I belong to You.

[Verse 3: Bubba, quietly]
I dried a plate and made some coffee,
Set another cup nearby;
Called the one I'd kept on blaming,
Didn't give my reasons why.
Just said, I was wrong, forgive me,
Then I listened for a while;
Nothing shook the kitchen window,
But I laid my weapons down.

[Final chorus: duet and gospel choir, full warm band]
The kitchen light was on,
And Your mercy met me there;
Not because I found the perfect words,
But because You heard my prayer.
Jesus, You have made a way
I could never make alone;
I was standing in my own house,
But Your grace was bringing me home.

[Outro: soft duet]
In the ordinary morning,
In the work these hands can do,
Let the light that fills this kitchen
Shine a little more like You.
[Soft choir]
Amen.
[Skylight piano chord, top F# rises to G, resolved G6, clean ending]

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[Intro: quiet piano, acoustic guitar, soft harmonica] [Verse 1: Bubba] I stood beside a sink of dishes, Trying to find a prayer; Had a thousand polished sentences, But none would meet me there. So I said, Lord, I've been stubborn, And I've hurt the ones I love; Then I turned the running water off And quit dressing sorrow up. [Chorus: Bubba, Darlene joins] The kitchen light was on, And Your mercy met me there; Not because I found the perfect words, But because You heard my prayer. Jesus, You have made a way I could never make alone; I was standing in my own house, But Your grace was bringing me home. [Verse 2: Darlene] There were things I couldn't undo, Names I needed to call; An apology upon my tongue I had swallowed every fall. Lord, forgiveness isn't easy When my pride still wants to speak; But the Savior who went to the cross Has been patient here with me. [Chorus: duet] The kitchen light was on, And Your mercy met me there; Not because I found the perfect words, But because You heard my prayer. Jesus, You have made a way I could never make alone; I was standing in my own house, But Your grace was bringing me home. [Instrumental: gospel piano, harmonica and sax answer] [Bridge: Lantern Turn, building B3] [Bubba] You carried sin to Calvary. [Darlene] You rose and broke the grave. [Duet] I cannot buy the love You give Or work my way to saved. So teach these hands to serve someone, Teach this mouth to tell what's true; Let the life I live on Monday Say that I belong to You. [Verse 3: Bubba, quietly] I dried a plate and made some coffee, Set another cup nearby; Called the one I'd kept on blaming, Didn't give my reasons why. Just said, I was wrong, forgive me, Then I listened for a while; Nothing shook the kitchen window, But I laid my weapons down. [Final chorus: duet and gospel choir, full warm band] The kitchen light was on, And Your mercy met me there; Not because I found the perfect words, But because You heard my prayer. Jesus, You have made a way I could never make alone; I was standing in my own house, But Your grace was bringing me home. [Outro: soft duet] In the ordinary morning, In the work these hands can do, Let the light that fills this kitchen Shine a little more like You. [Soft choir] Amen. [Skylight piano chord, top F# rises to G, resolved G6, clean ending]

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