[Verse 1: Amy Grant] God loves a lullaby In a mother's tears in the dead of night Better than a Hallelujah sometimes [Verse 2: Amy Grant] God loves the drunkard's cry The soldier's plea not to let him die Better than a Hallelujah sometimes [Chorus: Amy Grant] We pour out our miseries God just hears a melody Beautiful, the mess we are The honest cries of breaking hearts Are better than a Hallelujah [Verse 3: Amy Grant] The woman holding on for life The dying man giving up the fight Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes [Verse 4: Amy Grant] The tears of shame for what's been done The silence when the words won't come Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes [Chorus: Amy Grant] We pour out our miseries God just hears a melody Beautiful, the mess we are The honest cries of breaking hearts Are better than a Hallelujah [Bridge: Amy Grant] Better than a church bell ringing Better than a choir singing out, singing out [Chorus: Amy Grant] We pour out our miseries God just hears a melody Beautiful, the mess we are The honest cries of breaking hearts Are better than a Hallelujah [Chorus: Amy Grant] We pour out our miseries God just hears a melody Beautiful, the mess we are The honest cries of breaking hearts Are better than a Hallelujah [Outro: Amy Grant] Better than a Hallelujah sometimes Better than a Hallelujah Better than a Hallelujah sometimes