Letras
Cold wind walking down this city street,
Snowflakes falling where the lamplights meet.
I was dragging chains of yesterday,
Heart worn thin, faith slipping away.
Then I felt a whisper in the frozen air,
Soft as a promise in a quiet prayer.
Something shining where the shadows move,
Like heaven reached down just to prove Your love.
I heard a glory song rising through the night
Glory in the highest
In my tired soul I felt that news
Jesus in my darkness
Hallelujah Jesus,
Hallelujah
born under Bethlehem stars
Hallelujah
Little child of heaven,
heaven, heaven,
King with wounded scars
Glory, glory
You turned my winter into fire that sings
Hallelujah King
I lift my hands and sing these Christmas hallelujah blues
Out in the fields the shepherds shook with fear
Angels are near
Peace on earth, the angels started to cry
Glory on high
No palace throne, just straw and borrowed room
Cries of a baby breaking through the gloom
From stable floor to my broken heart
Light in the dark
That same sweet song is ringing through my pain
Glory in the highest
In my midnight heart I hear good news
Jesus in my darkness
Hallelujah Jesus,
Hallelujah
born under Bethlehem stars
Hallelujah
Little child of heaven,
Glory Lord
King with wounded scars
Glory, glory
You turned my winter into fire that sings
Hallelujah King
I lift my hands and sing these Christmas hallelujah blues
I remember nights with an empty glass,
Chasing every ghost that would wander past.
I was running hard from the truth I knew,
Trying to hide from the eyes of You.
Then one Christmas night, in a silent room,
Your gentle mercy walked into my gloom.