I raise a hallelujah, in the presence of my enemies I raise a hallelujah, louder than the unbelief I raise a hallelujah, my weapon is a melody I raise a hallelujah, heaven comes to fight for me
I'm gonna sing, in the middle of the storm Louder and louder, you're gonna hear my praises roar Up from the ashes, hope will arise Death is defeated, the King is alive!
First stanza from the song "Raise a Hallelujah" by Bethel Music
My husband Troy, daughter Madison, and I sang this entire song continuously over our 19 year old daughter, Taylor, her last few days on Earth.
*If you are new to this blog or haven't read my Facebook posts from the past year, the quickest update is this: Taylor was diagnosed with a fast growing and rare cancer called Glioblastoma Multiforme of the Spinal Cord in late August of 2018 and went to Heaven in March of 2019.
After she left for Heaven, I couldn't bear to hear this song as every emotion and memory of her last days would flood my mind.
I wanted to be able to open my mouth and praise God, but I just couldn't get the sound out.
*Necklace reads: Taylor -Forever in My Heart- Raise a Hallelujah
My first time back at church our worship team sang that song and I couldn't take it. My heart was breaking and I had to step out.
Since then, it hasn't been just that song in particular, but any praise and worship song has been painful to sing