hallelujah

hallelujah, hallelujah, on the morning of creation, father, son and the spirit rise, as they set the world in motion, the morning of the first sunrise, a symphony of golden sunlight, dancing in the father's eyes, he gazes at his masterpiece, as all creation cries, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, man shakes the fist at heaven, the breath of god still in his lungs, a brokenhearted father grieves, in love he sends his only son, he was bruised for our transgressions, crushed and buried in the ground, as the sunrise finds an empty tomb, the redeemed of god resound, holy quiet grips the night, the morning of the last sunrise, broken slumber, blinding light, nations tremble at the sight, the son of man just split the sky, every saint and every scoffer, every king and every pauper, at the name of jesus all fall face down, from holy ground we'll rise, to meet the bridegroom in the sky, from earth to heaven reigns the son, hallelujah, hallelujah