I heard there was a secret chord

That David played and it pleased the Lord

But you don’t really care for music, do you?

Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth

The minor fall and the major lift

The baffled king composing Hallelujah

(Background choir whispers: Hallelujah… 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 ya

She tied you to her kitchen chair

And she broke your throne and she cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Yo, secret chord struck, plucked from the dust of a thousand prayers unsung,

David’s fingers linger on strings that bring the King of Kings among

the baffled and the fallen, callin’ order from the chaos of the heart,

minor fall to major lift—shift the rift, restart the art

of praising through the breaking, making beauty from the ache within,

love’s a cold and it’s a broken thing, yet still we sing again—

not perfect, not polished, just honest in the promise of the light,

every cracked note floats remote, invokes the hope that holds the night.

She saw the moonlight spill, thrill of the kill in a glance that overthrew,

kitchen chair warfare, hair on the floor—Samson’s power cut in two,

yet from the ruin blooms the tune, immune to doom, the vow renewed,

lips that once commanded armies stammered psalms when grace intruded,

cold hallelujah rising, surprising through the ties that bind and blind,

every shattered throne becomes a stone that builds a different kind of mind—

praise that wrestles, blesses messes, stresses truth in every line,

broken, yes—but open wide to light divine.

(Brass answers: sassy trumpet shakes, horn harmonies weaving)

Secret-chord afford the Lord restored ignored no more the core

Of praise that braids the blades of pain into gain that reigns forevermore,

Moonlit-roof proof of love’s reproof removed improved the view

From throne to stone alone atoned—redrawn the dawn anew!

(Ad-libs: Hallelujah… let it rise… let it rise!)

Hallelujah, Hallelujah (lift it higher!)

Hallelujah, Hallelujah (brighter now!)

(Brass doubles melody soaring, full section glory, crowd simulation cheers)

Hallelujah, Hallelujah… (repeat, build eternal)

(Overlapping ad-libs: cold and broken… still unspoken… perfect light… Hallelujah!)