Any Given Sunday

Carolyn Arends

Compositor: Carolyn Arends

Any given Sunday
Folks are congregating
In cathedrals and gymnasiums
And everything between
There's liturgy that some say
And some are rock 'n rollin'
But rest assured most everyone
Will take an offering
There's confusion and confession
Interruption, intercession
Holiness and imperfection
Any given Sunday

Any given Sunday
Preachers do their preaching
Some with whispers, some with shouts
They all go way past noon
And you can count on singing
There's every kind of music
There's hymns and Bach and folk and pop
And most of it's in tune
Hearts are mending, hearts are breaking
There's some giving and some taking
Some folks find what some are faking
Any given Sunday

And God is in His heaven, but He's also in those pews
I bet sometimes He's angry, and that sometimes He's amused
But we can know for certain that His heart is always moved
By the praises of His children
Yeah, He's always glad to hear them
And that's why it really matters
That two or more are gathered
Any given Sunday

Any given Sunday
We get to remember
In the bread and in the wine
Just as we are, we come
And in those holy moments
Every heart that's tender
Joins with those around the world
Who love and know the Son
'Cause there's an everlasting song
The saints of every time belong
And we can come and join the throng
On any given Sunday