[Verse 1] He walks past the towers and the shiny doors Down the alley where the busted screen doors hang Where the rent’s past due and the hope feels thin He sits on the curb like a childhood friend He knows every name that the world forgot Every folded letter in a pocket coat Every hungry ache that you never speak He’s right at your side when your knees feel weak [Chorus] God’s love for the least of us Runs deeper than the deepest cut Further than the farthest run It’s holding every broken one God’s love in the smallest room Lights a match against the gloom If you think you’re out of touch You’re the one He loves this much [Verse 2] He’s there in the night shift at the service sink In the trembling hands pouring one more drink In the tired eyes on the factory floor In the cardboard bed by the sliding doors He saw you the day that you dropped your smile When you packed your bags Disappeared a while When you said “I’m done I’m a lost lost cause” He whispered “You were never yours to toss” [Chorus] God’s love for the least of us Runs deeper than the deepest cut Further than the farthest run It’s holding every broken one God’s love in the smallest room Lights a match against the gloom If you think you’re out of touch You’re the one He loves this much [Bridge] [Bridge — music drops to minimal piano and distant pad, tempo breathes, vocal intimate, close-mic, half-spoken] Blessed are the bent and the bruised and the tired [gentle, almost spoken, slight pause] Blessed are the hands that are calloused and quiet [soft inhale, slower phrasing] Blessed is the heart that can barely beat [whispered emphasis on "barely"] [brief instrumental breath] That’s where heaven leans down [very soft, confessional] That’s where heaven finds a seat [linger, let note fade into silence] [2-beat silence before chorus return] Blessed are the bent and the bruised and the tired Blessed are the hands that are calloused and quiet Blessed is the heart that can barely beat That’s where heaven leans down That’s where heaven finds a seat [Chorus] [Final Chorus — full band returns gently, warm pads widen, soft percussion enters, dynamics rise in width not volume, vocal sincere and steady, no belting] God’s love for the least of us [slightly fuller harmony enters] Runs deeper than the deepest cut Further than the farthest run It’s holding every broken one [light background vocal “oohs” — supportive, not dominant] God’s love in the smallest room Lights a match against the gloom If you feel you’re not enough [slight lift, emotional but controlled] You’re the one He loves this much [repeat last line — softer, not bigger] You’re the one He loves this much God’s love for the least of us Runs deeper than the deepest cut Further than the farthest run It’s holding every broken one God’s love in the smallest room Lights a match against the gloom If you feel you’re not enough You’re the one He loves this much [Outro — instruments gradually fall away, only piano and pad remain] You’re the one He loves this much [long instrumental fade]
