Love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Artist- Jeff Buckley
Song of the day- Hallelujah

Today's song is perhaps one of the most overly covered songs thus deciding between my two favorite male vocalists of all time; Rufus Wainwright and Jeff Buckley took a while but I'm sure I shall dwell on both in later blogs. I liked Buckley's solo guitar interpertation cuz i feel like it captures a lot of what this song says. I go back to these beautiful lyrics from the masterful Leanord Cohen and grasp something different each time. I've always loved his biblical imagry of the rise and fall and fall and rise of the David but after diving into the story more today it also brought out the multilayered use of the word hallelujah and, how to me, the most beautiful way this worshipful word can ever be sung is from this place of utter brokenness that I think Buckley just oozes out of him. It's the kind of worship David was writing in Psalm 51
"Going through the motions doesn't please you, a flawless performance is nothing to you. I learned God-worship when my pride was shattered. Heart-shattered lives ready for love don't for a moment escape God's notice."

After reading that passage this song took on a whole new meaning. And maybe I just got too goddy for you and went way over your head of caring. But if you're in a broken place today know its a song worth singing and someone can't wait to listen.



Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah