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| Senior Member Joined: Jun 2006 From: California Posts: 3,058 | "We all live in the year of Sunday..." The lyrics may not be so clear in this recording via Youtube but they are very important! |
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| Senior Member Joined: Jun 2006 From: California Posts: 3,058 | Lyrics for "Year of Sunday"
Lyrics for the "Year of Sunday" We all live in the Year of Sunday So many things are in store for us Oh, what a gift to be born in Sunday's beautiful light way down here in the dusk People, return to the tree of oneness Oh, won't you hurry the presence is there Down on our knees in the darkness of Sunday We'll find the answers to all of our prayers And then everyday will be Sunday For you and me, how I pray, how I pray? God made a pact with Abraham Never leave a man alone So, Abraham gathered his family And brought his people home Along came Moses, gave the world a push Climbed upon a mountain high He got the Ten Commandments from a burning bush And put together his first tribe Then came Jesus to Jerusalem Ridin' on His shoulder a dove The dove upon his shoulder said, he was the one The one to teach us how to love Mohamed stayed out in the desert sun Stayed out there just as long as he could The maker gave him water from the river of life And then he gave us nationhood. And then time passed, soon the dark clouds Came and covered up Mohammed's sun But the young Bab, down in Persia land Came to tell us of the promised one Lo, the nightingale of paradise Singeth upon the twig of the Tree of Eternity With holy and sweet melodies Proclaiming to the sincere ones The glad tidings of the nearness of God Baha'u'llah, Baha'u'llah, Baha'u'llah, Baha'u'llah We all live in the Year of Sunday So many things are in store for us Oh, what a gift to be born in Sunday's beautiful light way down here in the dusk We all live in the year of Sunday So many things are in store for us Oh, what a gift to be born in Sunday's beautiful light way down here in the dusk |