(Lyrics and music by James Seals & Dash Crofts, 1971)
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We all live in the Year of Sunday, so many things are in store for us.
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Oh what a gift to be born in Sunday's beautiful light way down here in the dusk.
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People, return to the tree of oneness, oh won't you hurry the Presence is there.
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Down on our knees in the darkness of Sunday, we'll find the answers to all of our prayers.
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And then everyday will be Sunday, for you and me. How I pray! How I pray!
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God made a pact with Abraham, never leave a man alone.
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So Abraham gathered his family, and brought his people home.
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Along came Moses, gave the world a push. Climbed upon a mountain high.
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He got the Ten Commandments from a burning bush and put together his first tribe.
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Then came Jesus to Jerusalem, ridin' on His shoulder a dove.
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The dove upon his shoulder said he was the One, the One to teach us how to love!
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Mohammed stayed out in the desert sun, stayed out there just as long as he could.
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The Maker gave him water from the River of Life, and then he gave us nationhood.
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And then time passed, soon the dark clouds, came and covered up Mohammed's sun.
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But the young Bab, down in Persia land, came to tell us of the Promised One.
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(From Baha'i Scripture) "Lo, the nightengale of paradise
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Singeth upon the twig of the Tree of Eternity.
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With holy and sweet melodies,
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Proclaiming to the sincere ones the glad tidings of the nearness of God."
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Baha'u'llah! Baha'u'llah! Baha'u'llah! Baha'u'llah!
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We all live in the Year of Sunday, so many things are in store for us.
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Oh what a gift to be born in Sunday's beautiful light way down here in the dusk.
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We all live in the Year of Sunday, so many things are in store for us.
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Oh what a gift to be born in Sunday's beautiful light way down here in the dusk....
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Year Of Sunday
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Seals & Crofts |