Friday but Sunday is coming Yeah, it?s Friday but Sunday is coming Sunday, hallelujah It?s not so far, it?s not so far away Sunday, hallelujah It?s
dark somewhere And darkness is already crumbling It?s Friday, but Sunday comes Sunday ? Hallelujah ? it?s not so far, it?s not so far away Sunday ?
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I believe a change is going to come That yesterday is over I do yeah I do yeah The clouds have silver linings after all I?ve seen them with my own eyes
Does anybody feel a change coming? Does anybody feel like up and running? Does anybody here want to volunteer To break through into a new atmosphere?
What wisdom hangs a man up on a tree As the only way to end my misery? What kind of thinking made the way to heaven hard ? A crooked journey down a
Silence creeps over me slowly like winter A thorn in my flesh, a Divine wound, a splinter I still love you so, night and day I sometimes just have nothing
Free ? I am free It?s no longer I who live but Christ in Me ? I am free Free to be whatever God made me to Be ? I can be Everything that God intended
Blinded by shining tears I?ve walked out into fields just to find you Thirsting for living water I?ve struck the rock in anger just to remind you Holy
the dark somewhere And darkness is already crumbling It?s Friday, but Sunday comes Sunday ? Hallelujah ? it?s not so far, it?s not so far away Sunday
world is possible yeah The revolution?s far from over ? it?s not over, it?s not over Once upon a time a small seed Died in the soil and became a small tree
Blue sky, white shore Cool ocean Early morning sun on my face I am from here And I belong here My reward when I?ve run my race I?ve never seen it (but
I can?t deny you - although I have tried You will have your glory and you will not be denied For when you reveal yourself, who can contain your praise
awake All of your days I?m walking home with you My body bruised and broken down Precious blood spilled on the ground I paid for your life up on that tree
