La música cristiana es de origen judío: la liturgia musical de la sinagoga, en particular el canto psalmódico de los judíos como unidad poética musical, fue un legado preciado transmitido del Israel antiguo al cristianismo primitivo, como forma de manifestar tanto a nivel personal como comunitario las creencias religiosas y la fe en Dios.
The color of the sky as far as I can see is coal grey
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather
A quiver in my lips as if I might cry
Well by the force of will my lungs are filled and so I breathe
Lately it seems this big bed is where I never leave
Shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather
Quiver in my voice as I cry
What a cold and rainy day
Where on earth is the sun hidaway?
I hear the sound of a noon bell chime. Now I'm far behind
You've put in 'bout half a day while here I lie
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather
A quiver in my lip as if I might cry
What a cold and rainy day
Where on earth is the sun hidaway?
Do I need someone here to scold me
Or do I need someone who'll grab and pull me out of this
Four poster dull torpor pulling downward
For it is such a long time since my better days
I say my prayers nightly this will pass away
The color of the sky is grey as I can see through the blinds
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather
A quiver in my voice as I cry
What a cold and rainy day
Where on earth is the sun hidaway?
I shiver, quiver, and try to wake