We all live in the Year of So many are in store for us Oh, what a gift to be in Sunday's beautiful light way down in the dusk
People, return to the tree of Oh, won't you the presence is there on our knees in the darkness of Sunday We'll find the to all of our prayers
And then everyday be Sunday For you and me, how I pray, how I
God made a with Abraham Never a man alone So, Abraham gathered his And brought his home
Along came Moses, gave the world a upon a mountain high He got the Ten Commandments from a burning And put his first tribe
Then Jesus to Jerusalem Ridin' on His a dove The dove his shoulder said, he was the one The one to teach us how to
Mohamed out in the desert sun Stayed out there just as long as he The maker gave him from the river of life And then he us nationhood.
And then time passed, soon the dark and covered up Mohamed's sun But the young Bb, in Persia land Came to us of the promised one
Lo, the of paradise Singeth upon the twig of the Tree of With and sweet melodies Proclaiming to the ones The glad tidings of the of God Bah'u'llh, Bah'u'llh, Bah'u'llh,
We all live in the of Sunday So things are in store for us Oh, what a gift to be in Sunday's beautiful light way here in the dusk
We all live in the year of So many are in store for us Oh, what a to be born in Sunday's beautiful light way down in the dusk