Long live the weeds They grew up through my teens Grew up through to trees Long live those vines Creep towards the light Creeping all the time Not so I might climb I'm older now I'm breaking through Through all you lost To all the hope I can't see coming (Mahalia Jackson) God almighty, God above Please look down and see my people through I believe the sun and moon Will shine up in the sky With velvet wings unfurled High up above this world She circled down Because I had cried out She bade me up to mount We flew out of this town We, what are we? Floated up Felt alive I could not see where I had come from (Mahalia Jackson) God almighty, God above Please look down and see my people through I believe the sun and moon Will shine up in the sky When the day is gray I know it's just clouds passing by He'll give peace and comfort To every troubled mind Come Sunday, oh, come Sunday