Flood my bed tonight with unending tears, 

All those dissapointments that roll down through the years

But I heard that you will not give more than we can take

Life to the dying seed the bruised reed will not break


    Oh Hallelujah…Hallelujah

    Oh Hallelujah…Hallelujah


I cried out like Elijah, am I the only one that’s left

Lord why don’t you just kill me now or hide me in the cleft

But a wounded generation right out my windowsill  

So let it be done unto me according to your will

    Oh Hallelujah…Hallelujah

    Oh Hallelujah…Hallelujah

It’s a broken Hallelujah, a lonely Hallelujah, a whispered Hallelujah, victorious Hallelu

I heard it said the Righteous will surely live by faith

And the weary would sprout new wings if upon you they would wait

Prison bars are shaking as the pure pour out their praise

Zion’s mount is rising here in these ladder days

Holy, Holy is our God…Holy, Holy is our King

Holy, Holy we sing…to you Lord, to your Lord, to you Lord