Verse 1 Locker slams, hoodie up, rumors in the air, I rehearsed an apology walking up the stairs. Thought You’d cross Your arms and make me keep score, But You ran first, swung the door. No lecture at the threshold, only open space, No “where’ve you been,” just “welcome, grace.” Pre If grace has a sound, it’s feet on the road, If love has a look, it’s arms that unfold. Chorus Judge less, love more, That’s the move I’m living for. Jesus, You met me at the door, Said, “No scoreboards anymore.” Judge less, love more, Teach my heart what mercy’s for. You call me home and make me Yours, Judge less, love more. (Tag: Love more, love more) Verse 2 I’ve got an older-brother voice that hides inside, Side-eye, hot takes, keeping lists in my mind. You stepped outside, talked me down from the ledge, Said, “Bring your pride to the porch, I’ll meet you at the edge.” Less gavel in my grip, more seat at the table, Your cross made room when I wasn’t able. Pre 2 If truth has weight, it lifts not shames, If power wears a crown, it carries our names. Chorus Judge less, love more, That’s the move I’m living for. Jesus, You met me at the door, Said, “No scoreboards anymore.” Judge less, love more, Teach my heart what mercy’s for. You call me home and make me Yours, Judge less, love more. (Tag: Love more, love more) Bridge Shoes on my feet, Your peace in my chest, You traded my blame for a place to rest. So I’ll be the porch light in the hallway at school, Save a seat at lunch, let kindness rule. Text “you good?” before I keep score, Open my circle like You opened the door. Where You wrote my future on a broken floor— Judge less, love more. Final Chorus Judge less, love more, Write it on my heart till the echoes roar. If they hear my life before they hear my words, Let them hear Your welcome opening doors. Judge less, love more, like You, Lord. (Tag: Love more, love more)
