Verse 1 I used to keep my faith in a box on the shelf Where I thought it safely stayed, In a song I sang on Sunday, In the words I used to pray. But love kept spilling over Into every part of me, I learned that God shows up In places I don’t see. Chorus God doesn’t live on one shelf He’s in the whole house, In the whole heart, In the whole mess. My life was in compartments Until I learned to see, That God lives in the whole house In every part of me. Verse 2 I saw Him in a stranger Who shared a half-broken smile, I heard Him in the laughter. Of a little child In the pages of my memory I thought I'd closed for good, And in every broken moment Where grace did what I never could. Chorus God doesn’t live on one shelf He’s in the whole house, In the whole heart, In the whole mess. My life was in compartments Until I learned to see, That God lives in the whole house In every part of me. Bridge 1 He’s in the attic with the secrets, In the closet with the shame. In the hallway of decisions, In the rooms I never name. He’s in the basement full of memories, In the kitchen where I break… He fills the house of who I am With a love I can’t contain. Bridge 2 He’s in the wounds I tried to cover, In the stories I don’t tell. In the moment when I’m hurting And the friend who knows me well. He’s in the tears I hid from others, In the peace I can’t explain He’s the mercy in the middle Of my questions and my pain. Final Chorus God doesn’t live on one shelf He’s in the whole house, In the whole heart, In the whole mess. My life was in compartments Until I learned to see, That God lives in the whole house In every part of me. Tag I’m learning day by day That His love lives in all the rest… ’Cause God doesn’t live on one shelf.
