Lord, dear Lord I've loved, God almighty
God of love, please look down and see my people through Lord, dear Lord I've loved, God almighty
God of love, please look down and see my people through I believe that sun and moon up in the sky
When the day is gray
I know it, clouds pa**ing 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 your every prayer Lillies on the valley
They neither toll nor spin
And flowers bloom in spring time
Birds sing Often we feel weary
But he knows our every care
Go to him in secret
He will hear your every prayer Up from dawn till sunset
Man work hard all the day
Come Sunday, oh come Sunday
That's the day