This Ain't My Own Faith (Southern Gothic Hymn) | Dust and Borrowed Prayer - Outlaw Prayers

Описание: "Just an empty hollow, where my own belief had died."

This is a song for the wanderers who speak the words of faith but struggle to feel the spirit. It tells the story of a broken man walking a lonely highway, borrowing the prayers of strangers in hopes that their conviction will eventually heal his soul. It is a journey through doubt, rain, and the quiet hope that even a borrowed light can guide you home.

This is a Dark Country Gospel anthem for anyone waiting for the echoes of grace to finally settle in their heart.

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LYRICS:

I've seen miles of blacktop, ghost towns in the sun Met preachers and drifters, every single one. They spoke of salvation, of mercies from above, I'd nod and say "Amen", although I felt no love. Just an empty hollow, where my own belief had died, Now I walk this lonely road, with nowhere left to hide.

And the doubt in my heart, it rattles like a chain, But I'll mouth the words they speak, through sun and driving rain. Yeah, I'll mouth the words they speak, hoping truth they'll contain.

This ain't my own faith, I'm just borrowing a prayer A light from another on a road of deep despair. Hoping one day these echoes will settle in my soul, Make a broken man finally whole.

Found a woman by the highway, eyes like a morning dew, She prayed for her lost boy, said her faith would see her through. I joined in her pleading, felt a tremor in the air, For a moment I believed her, pushed away my silent prayer That her strength might rub off, like dust from her worn coat, A borrowed conviction, just to keep my spirit afloat.

And the doubt in my heart, it rattles like a chain, But I'll mouth the words they speak, through sun and driving rain. Yeah, I'll mouth the words they speak, hoping truth they'll contain.

This ain't my own faith, I'm just borrowing a prayer A light from another on a road of deep despair. Hoping one day these echoes will settle in my soul, Make a broken man finally whole.

The silence screams louder than any sermon preached, Just the wind and my shadows, a peace never reached. But a flicker, a notion, in the words I repeat, Could it be a seed planted? Bitter turns to sweet?

This ain't my own faith, I'm just borrowing a prayer A light from another on a road of deep despair. Hoping one day these echoes will settle in my soul, Make a broken man finally whole.

Just borrowed prayer, upon this lonely road...

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