Considering that most of them are supposed to be uplifting songs about praising and rejoicing and hallelujahing, it never ceases to amaze me how, well, joyless a lot of them are. Or maybe that’s just how we sing them.
Compare to the gospel singers in the US. When they hallelujah you know about it, that right there is one bloody well praised god. Meanwhile we’re here giving it “glory to god and his love, how happy he makes us, I think I’ve got cat AIDS, did I leave the gas on?”