Friday, April 27, 2012


It goes like this the fourth the fifth the minor fall and the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah. Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah.

I love Jeff Buckley’s soulful Hallelujah. It’s penetrating, moody. Beautiful.

And today, my heart cannot stop singing hallelujah. Not Jeff Buckley’s Hallelujah, but my own hallelujah. It’s the lovesong in my heart that can’t keep from escaping from my lips. Over and over again, the simple yet convicting chorus croons from the depth of my soul. My Daddy—my Jesus—is so good.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

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