Someday there will be enough for you,
There will be enough for me (for me).
These are the works
we hold before the King,
So I've heard it said,
don't worry about your life
what you eat or drink,
or what you wear.
Is not this life, more than food?
The body more than clothes?
The birds of the air?
One and two,
before they're through,
There's joy to lift your eyes,
And on the ring,
of another king,
I signify the skies
And o'er the flowers,
and o'er the fields
and o'er the way they have all that they need
and o'er the day,
and o'er the way that you and I were bring'g
o'er the cost, damn it all,
This is what I seem to be
How much more than for you,
How much more than for you,
Does it come into you?
So what shall we eat?
What shall we drink?
What shall we wear?
Someday there will be enough for you
there will be enough for me,
Hallelu!
Someday there will be enough for you
there will be enough for me,
I can see it.
Someday there will be enough for you
there will be enough for me,
Hallelu!
Someday there will be enough for you
there will be enough for me,
And the birds,
from the sky,
don't heed us.
Sing true,