[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