Come Sunday

Lord, dear Lord above
God Almighty, God of love
Please look down and see my people through

Up and down till sunset
Man work hard all the day
Come Sunday, oh come Sunday
That's the day

I believe that God put
Sun and moon up in the sky
I don't mind the grey clouds
For they're just clouds passing by

Lord, dear Lord above
God Almighty, God of love
Please look down and see my people through

Often we feel weary
But He knows our every care
Go to Him in secret
He will hear your every prayer

Lord, dear Lord above
God Almighty, God of love
Please look down and see my people through