Come Sunday

Lordy, Lord of love
God almighty, God above
Please look down and see my people through

Lordy, Lord of love
God almighty, God above
Please look down and see my people through

I believe the sun and moon
Which shine up in the sky
When the day is gray
I know it's clouds passing by

He'll give peace and comfort
To every troubled mind
Come Sunday, oh, come Sunday
That's the day

Oh, but we'll feel weary
But He knows our every care
Go to Him in secret
He will hear your every prayer

Lilies of the valley
They neither toil nor spin
And love will bloom and springtime
Birds will sing

Oh, but we'll feel weary
But He knows our every care
Go to Him in secret
He will hear your every prayer

Up from dawn 'til sunset
Men work hard all day
Come Sunday, oh, come Sunday
That's the day