Glory Hallelujah

yesterday the woods i was walking
i saw a man kneeling down at the water's edge
then he bowed his head and he dove right in

and as the ocean body's mighty arm,
the river carried him along
and as he passed me by his face was facing sky
and he was singing:

"glory, haleilujah, i've got nothing
and i've got everything i need"

well, i'm a wayward child, i know it's true
but your miracles, i've seen a few
so in the belly of a whale i'll keep my lamp lit

and after fiery flames of red and gold
to the lion's den, and the giants sword,
you will see my lips kiss the dirt
whispering like a prayer:

"glory, haleilujah, i've got nothing
and i've got everything i need"

oh, humble people, hold on to hope
though kings build up walls
climbing higher to a mightier fall
from their fortresses and parapets

there they'll sit
surrounded by riches and crumbling stone
lamenting their memories and crying their woes
while you and me, on golden streets,
our voices ring:
"glory, glory, glory!
glory, haleilujah, we've got nothing
and we've got everything we need"

 

 

glory, haleilujah, we've got nothing

and we've got everything we need