Hallelujah

A crown of thorns placed on His head
He knew that He would soon be dead
He said did you forget me Father, did you?
They nailed Him to a wooden cross
Soon all the world would feel the loss
Of Christ the King before His Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

He hung His head and prepared to die, then lifted His face up to the sky
Said I am coming home now Father to you, a reed which held His final sip
Was gently lifted to his lips, He drank His last and gave His soul to glory

The soldier who had used his sword, to pierce the body of our Lord
Said truly this is Jesus Christ our Savior, He looked with fear upon his sword
Then turned to face his Christ and Lord, fell to his knees crying Hallelujah

Took from his head the thorny crown, and wrapped him in a linen gown
And laid him down to rest inside the tomb, the holes in his hands, his feet and side
Now in our hearts we know he died, to save us from ourselves oh hallelujah

Three days went by again they came, to move the stone to bless the slain
With oil and spice anointing hallelujah, but as they went to move the stone
They saw that they were not alone, but Jesus Christ has risen Hallelujah

© Music: Leonard Cohen, Words: Kelley Mooney CCLI 2865941