Thursday, September 30, 2010

Better than a Hallelujah.

In the presence of brokeness in the lives of several around me, I have found myself listening to this song practically on repeat this week. I hope it touches you in a special way, the way it has me. I truly believe that God wants us to come as we are, and not feel like we have to put on our brave face, or plaster a smile for him. I serve a merciful and mighty God. A God that disciplines me when I'm messin up, loves me when I am impossible, forgives me when I'm undeserving, and still somehow has time to hold me when I cry.

Love,

B

God loves a lullaby

In a mother's tears in the dead of night

Better than a Hallelujah sometimes

God loves the drunkard's cry

The soldier's plea not to let him die

Better than a Hallelujah sometimes

We pour out our miseries

God just hears a melody

Beautiful, the mess we are

The honest cries of breaking hearts

Are better than a Hallelujah

The woman holding on for life

The dying man giving up the fight

Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes

The tears of shame for what's been done

The silence when the words won't come

Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes

We pour out our miseries

God just hears a melody

Beautiful, the mess we are

The honest cries of breaking hearts

Are better than a Hallelujah

Better than a church bell ringing

Better than a choir singing out, singing out

We pour out our miseries

God just hears a melody

Beautiful, the mess we are

The honest cries of breaking hearts

Are better than a Hallelujah

We pour out our miseries

God just hears a melody

Beautiful, the mess we are

The honest cries of breaking hearts

Are better than a Hallelujah

(Better than a Hallelujah sometimes)

Better than a Hallelujah

(Better than a Hallelujah sometimes)

Better Than a Hallelujah Lyrics - Amy Grant

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