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He’s Still Working On Me - Gospel Blues of Worship

A soulful journey of redemption and grace — He’s Still Working On Me is a gospel Soul Blues anthem about God’s relentless love, healing, and transformation. 🎵✨ Lyrics Verse 1 I was a shattered window in a house of doubt, Cold winds of regret kept blowin’ in and out, Carried my failures like chains on my feet, Danced with temptation in the devil’s backstreet, But mercy found me in the midnight plea, And whispered softly, “Child, I ain’t through with thee.” Pre-Chorus Oh, I’m clay on the wheel of eternity, Spinnin’ in His hands so tenderly. Chorus He’s still working on me, Painting beauty where the scars used to be, Turning my mourning into melody, Breathing His promise into destiny, Line by line, heart and soul set free, Oh, He’s still working on me. Verse 2 I stumbled through valleys of pride and fear, Chased empty echoes year after year, Built my kingdoms out of sand and smoke, Wore a crown of laughter that easily broke, But grace came rushing like a mighty sea, And washed the shame right off of me. Pre-Chorus Now every tear is a testimony, Every trial writes my victory. Chorus He’s still working on me, Refining gold from impurity, Breaking these chains of captivity, Carving His truth into identity, Step by step, shaping what I’ll be, Oh, He’s still working on me. Bridge (Charismatic Build) Hallelujah, I feel the fire, Holy Ghost lifting me higher, What He started, He will complete, I feel revival in my heartbeat, No weapon formed can silence me, I’m a living, breathing prophecy! Breakdown (Call & Response Feel) He’s molding — I’m yielding, He’s healing — I’m kneeling, He’s speaking — I’m listening, His glory is glistening! Final Chorus (Big Finish) He’s still working on me, From glory to greater glory, Writing redemption into my story, Turning my weakness into His glory, Not who I was, but who I’ll be, Thank God He’s still working on me. Outro So if you see these tears in my praise, They’re diamonds cut from darker days, I’m not finished, but I believe — The Potter’s hands won’t ever leave.