Sunday
Warm winds from the blue sky and singing of birds.
It is true, God makes no faulty day.
Oh so, there is a chill in the wind.
It is true, God makes no faulty day.
Nothing to woe, life needs the storm.
It is true, God makes no faulty day.
Dexterity failing of the long work hours?
It is true, God makes no faulty day.
What misguided tale comes thee neighbor's way, let it fly, a lie in your eye.
Yes still, God makes no faulty day.
By-the-way, while sick in bed you lay, pain fades away.
Yes still, God makes no faulty day.
Petty cents may be astray.
Yes still, God makes no faulty day.
Possessions of higher holdings lost? What disarray.
Still we pray, God makes no faulty day.
Gone are comrades of youth's day.
Still we pray, God makes no faulty day.
Parents and siblings lay, about to fade away.
Not today, for this is God's day.