[Verse 1]
There's a tide beneath the calm that nobody sees,
A heart that holds the ocean while it bends in the breeze,
You carry other people's weight like it belongs to you,
And do it all in silence like that's all you're called to do,
But the depth that lives inside you is the truest thing you own,
A soul that chose the long road and has never walked alone,

[PreChorus]
You speak the truth through feeling, you lead through what you bear,
The world is moved by people who love the way you care,

[Chorus]
Patrick, you were written in the language of the tide,
Built for more than fitting in or learning how to hide,
Every scar you carry is a chapter, not a stain,
Patrick, you are worthy of the grace you freely give away,

[Verse 2]
You weigh each word before it lands, you think before you move,
Not from fear but faithfulness to something good and true,
There's a mind inside that searches past the surface of the skin,
A restless holy hunger for the meaning held within,
You've learned to hold your feelings like a river holds the rain,
And turned the hardest seasons into something close to grace,

[PreChorus]
You don't need to earn your place or prove what you are worth,
You were called and you were chosen from the moment of your birth,

[Chorus]
Patrick, you were written in the language of the tide,
Built for more than fitting in or learning how to hide,
Every scar you carry is a chapter, not a stain,
Patrick, you are worthy of the grace you freely give away,

[Verse 3]
You love like a conversation that refuses to end,
Like a question asked in kindness, like a letter to a friend,
You've built your share of walls but even walls can hold a door,
And the ones who've walked through yours know what they're living for,
There's a calling on your life that bends toward light and lifted ground,
You are meant to be the kind of voice that turns a life around,

[PreChorus]
The universe has held your name since long before your days,
And every road that led you here was part of something greater,

[Chorus]
Patrick, you were written in the language of the tide,
Built for more than fitting in or learning how to hide,
Every scar you carry is a chapter, not a stain,
Patrick, you are worthy of the grace you freely give away,

[Bridge]
God does not make what is broken without purpose in the break,
Every part of who you are was fashioned wide awake,
The light you carry quietly is stronger than you know,
You are held, you are covered, you are free to let it show,

[Outro]
Patrick, rest in this — you are already enough,
Loved before the labor, graced before the rough,
The hand that made the heavens made you carefully and true,
And everything you're walking toward is walking back to you,