Lyrics Come Sunday - Donna McElroy

Come Sunday

Lord dear Lord I’ve loved
God almighty, God up above
Please, look down and see my people through
God dear God I’ve loved
God almighty, God up above
Please, look down and see my people through
I believe the sun and moon
Will shine up in the sky
When the day is grey
I know it´s just clouds passing by
He´ll give peace and comfort
To every troubled mind
Come Sunday, oh come Sunday
That´s the day
Often we feel weary
But he knows our every care
Go to him in secret
He will hear every prayer
Lilies on the valley
They neither toll nor spin
And flowers bloom in spring
And birds sing
Up from dawn till sunset
Man work hard all the day
Come Sunday, oh come Sunday
That´s the day