Rehab ain’t Heaven, But It’s Where I Met God.

[Verse 1]  
I walked into that building like a man already dead,  
Shaking hands and hollow eyes, a war inside my head.  
Didn’t come there for salvation, didn’t come there to be saved,  
Just came to stop the bleeding from the life I’d thrown away.  

The walls were lined with stories carved in sweat and broken bones,  
Men who’d lost their families, women fighting on their own.  
I didn’t think I belonged there — hell, I barely could belong,  
But something in that silence felt like judgment turning soft.  

[Chorus]  
Rehab ain’t heaven, but it’s where I met God.  
Not in stained‑glass windows or a preacher’s practiced nod.  
He found me in the shaking, in the nights I came apart,  
In the tears I tried to hide behind a worn‑out, guilty heart.  
Rehab ain’t heaven…  
But it’s where God finally saw me.  
And I finally saw God.  

[Verse 2]  
There was a man named Jimmy who’d been sober 40 days,  
Said, “Son, you ain’t the worst one — you’re just lost inside your ways.”  
He handed me a coffee like it was communion wine,  
Said, “You don’t have to be perfect — you just gotta show up this time.”  

I heard prayers in whispered circles, heard confessions in the dark,  
Heard a woman say she’d rather die than break her mama’s heart.  
And somewhere in that brokenness, I felt a gentle spark,  
Like God was sitting with us in that rehab after dark.  

[Chorus]  
Rehab ain’t heaven, but it’s where I met God.  
Not in stained‑glass windows or a preacher’s practiced nod.  
He found me in the shaking, in the nights I came apart,  
In the tears I tried to hide behind a worn‑out, guilty heart.  
Rehab ain’t heaven…  
But it’s where God finally saw me.  
And I finally saw God.  

[Bridge]  
I didn’t hear a choir sing,  
Didn’t see a blinding light.  
Just felt a hand upon my shoulder  
In the middle of the night.  
A voice that wasn’t mine said,  
“Son, you’ve run enough…  
You ain’t beyond redemption —  
You’re just scared you won’t be loved.”  

[Final Chorus]  
Rehab ain’t heaven, but it’s where I met God.  
Where I learned that grace ain’t earned — it’s given when you fall.  
He found me in my weakness, in the wreckage of my flaws,  
In the man who thought he’d lost it all but still heard mercy call.  
Rehab ain’t heaven…  
But it’s where God reached down low…  
And pulled me from the dark.  

[Outro]  
Yeah, rehab ain’t heaven…  
But it’s where I learned He never left.

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