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yesterday, the woods I was walking saw a man |
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kneeling down at the water's edge |
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then he bowed his head and he dove right in |
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and as the ocean body's might arm |
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the river carried him long |
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and as he passed me by |
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his face was facing sky |
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and he was singing |
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glory, hallelujah |
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I've got nothing and I've got everything I need |
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oh I'm a wayward child, I know its true |
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but your miracles, well I seen a few |
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so in the belly of a whale |
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I'll keep my lamp lit |
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and after fiery flames of red and gold |
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to the lion's den and the giant sword |
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you will see my lips kiss the dirt |
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whispering like a prayer |
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glory, hallelujah |
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I've got nothing and I've got everything I need |
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glory, hallelujah |
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I've got nothing and I've got everything I need |
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oh humble people hold onto hope |
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the kings build up walls |
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climbing higher to a mightier fall |
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from their fortresses and parapets |
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there they'll sit surrounded by riches |
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and crumbling stone |
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lamenting their memories |
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and crying their woes |
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while you and me on golden streets |
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our voices ring |
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glory glory glory glory |
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glory, hallelujah |
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we've got nothing and we've got everything we need |
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sing with me, sing with me |
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glory, hallelujah |
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we've got nothing and we've got everything we need |
