Backpack Psalms

Backpack Psalms Hook (sung): I got pain in my chest, Word in my bag, Backpack psalms for the days I lag. I might stumble on this narrow road, But I’m walkin’ with a heart that knows. Every verse I highlight, You highlight me, Turn my notebook scribbles into victory. Yeah, I’m young but my faith stay strong, Got these backpack psalms helpin’ me hold on. Verse 1 (rap): Headphones in, city bus, eyes on the floor, Got a lot I never said, You done heard it before. Mom worried ’bout bills, dad ain’t around, So I carry what I can, try to hold it down. I keep a little Bible in the pocket by the zips, Pages kinda wrinkled from the tears on my trips. When the fear start yellin’ and my hope run thin, I flip to David ’cause he write how I think. Pre-Chorus (half-sung): If a king could cry and still be called Your own, Maybe I can too when I feel alone. Hook Verse 2 (rap): Teacher talkin’ future, “What you wanna be?” Honestly, I just wanna die empty. Use every gift, put the trauma in a song, Show another kid he can still belong. I ain’t perfect, I be trippin’, I be slackin’ on prayer, But You stay reachin’ even when I don’t care. So I write on the margins like, “Lord, I need help,” You reply through the lines, “Boy, I’m here, not an elf.” Bridge (sung): I’m not just what they see at a glance, You be readin’ every line in my stance. And when I feel small in the world so strong, You turn my backpack psalms into battle songs. Hook repeat