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