Sometimes we go to church-don’t feel like being blessed,
sittin on the back row, thinkin’ bless me if you can
Yet then the Lord starts movin’ in your soul,
You can’t help but get excited, Let the Hallelujah’s roll!
Hallelujah feels the same in every language!
It will start the joy bells ringin’ in your soul!
Clap your hands, everybody sing, praises to the King of Kings,
Let the hallelujah’s roll
Now you may meet a brother, from a foreign land.
He may speak another language,
not a word you’ll understand,
but your spirit will identify, as he begins to testify,
Let the Hallelujah’s roll!
Hallelujah feels the same in every language
It will start the joy bells ringing in your soul!
Clap your hands, everybody sing,
praises to the King of Kings, let the hallelujah’s roll!
Hallelujah!
Sing praises to the King of Kings!
Hallelujah!
C’mon everybody sing!
Hallelujah!
Let the Hallelujah’s ring!
Hallelujah feels the same in every language
It will start the joy bells ringin’ in your soul,
I said clap your hands, everybody sing,
praises to the King of Kings and let those Hallelujah’s roll!
Hallelujah feels the same in every language
it will start the joy bells ringinin your soul,
I said clap your hands, everbody sing, praises to the King of Kings and let the Hallelujah’s roll!
Let the Hallelujah’s roll!
Let the Hallelujah’s roll!
Let the Hallelujah’s roll!