Sunday's Comin'

When your week feels like a beat down

And you can't tell the night from day

And you're tired of fighting battles

When all you feel is pain

Oh, it's a heavy weight

And there's hope on the horizon

'Cause the cross was not the end

Let joy come in the morning

And, child, lift your head

Don't you give up yet

Keep on holdin' on

There's gonna be a breakthrough

Keep on holdin' on

Don't stay buried in that grave

If He can roll the stone

He can send the darkness runnin'

Might feel like Friday, but your Sunday's comin'

It might feel like Friday, but your Sunday's comin'

So let your soul start singing

And dry those tear-stained eyes

There's a new life, and you can breathe in

You're gonna see the light on the other side

Keep on holdin' on

There's gonna be a breakthrough

Keep on holdin' on

Don't stay buried in that grave

If He can roll the stone

He can send the darkness runnin'

Might feel like Friday, but your Sunday's comin'

It might feel like Friday, but your Sunday's comin'

Oh-oh, Sunday's comin'

Oh-oh, Sunday's comin'

For the mama's praying for their family

Your Sunday's comin'

For the daddy's struggling to make ends meet

Your Sunday's comin'

And if addiction's bringing you to your knees

Your Sunday's comin'

Oh, if anybody here wants to be set free

Your Sunday's comin'

Keep on holdin' on

There's gonna be a breakthrough

Keep on holdin' on

Don't stay buried in that grave

If He can roll the stone

He can send the darkness runnin'

Might feel like Friday, but your Sunday's comin'

It might feel like Friday, but your Sunday's comin'