Dear Gods, that butchery of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah" is making my brain bleed! That's one of my favorite songs, of course. But chopping the scansion into irregular shards, and abandoning the entire structure of the poetry in order to jam the heavy-handed message in where it can't fit... *shakes head* No. Just no.
In particular, I shudder to think of what a talentless Jesus freak would do with:
"There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below,
But now you never show it to me, do ya?
Remember when I moved in you -
The Holy Dove was moving too,
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah..."
(To me, that's one of the most beautiful expressions of the sacredness of sexuality that isn't explicitly Pagan.)
But perhaps Cohen gets the last word after all:
"...And, even though it all went wrong,
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah..."