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.
No one told me I would suffer
No one told me I would grieve
They told me live the way you want to
You still inherit eternity
But something I got in my head
Are telling me those words are dead
Now I can tell it's a lie and here's why
Swept away in the dead of winter
It's only when I cry out for my Lover
Then I'll move along, I move along
Summer comes and I look to no one
'Til the leaves start changing color
Then I'll pray too long, I'll pray too long
Now there are moments where I am faithful
But I do it for worldly gain
And if it doesn't come I will see that
Under all the self restraint
Something I got in my head
Are telling me those words are dead
Now I can tell it's a lie and here's why
Swept away in the dead of winter
It's only when I cry out for my Lover
And then I'll move along, I'll move along
Summer comes and I look to no one
'Til the leaves start changing colors
Then I'll pray it alone, I'll pray it alone
The truth is don't be surprised when trials
Come and invade your lives
The truth is we follow Christ
In the good or bad, in the day or night
Swept away in the dead of winter
It's only when I cry out for my Lover
And then I'll move along, I'll move along
Summer comes and I look to no one
'Til the leaves start changing colors
Then I'll pray it alone, I'll pray it alone