Joyful Noise

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Not enough, not enough

Not enough love

Not enough, not enough

Not enough love

There's no room for hating

A heart full of kindness

How long will it take, then

For that to ring true?

Our chances are fading

Just stop all this blindness

A new world is waiting

For us if we do

- But there's not enough love in our hearts

- Not enough love in our hearts

They write songs about it

They put it in movies

Our life would be better

With just enough love

- Still, we tend to doubt it

- Still, we tend to doubt it

- Though sometimes it moves us

- Though sometimes it moves us

- We settle for little

- We settle for little

When we could have much

'Cause there's not enough love

In our hearts

No, no

There's not enough love

There's not enough love

There's not enough love in our hearts

- There's not enough love

- There's not enough love

- There's not enough trust

- There's not enough trust

- And it doesn't keep us apart

- Keep us apart

- There's not enough caring

- There's not enough sharing

- Too much "me, me, me" and

- Too much double-daring

- There's too much delaying

- Oh, and not enough praying

I'm just saying It's not enough

Oh, no

I'm just saying It's not enough

Oh, oh!

Not enough, not enough

Not enough love

Not enough, not enough

Not enough trust

- Let's build a foundation

- And change situations

- Strive for salvation

- Heed this revelation

Fall on your knees

And avoiding temptation

I'm just saying

It's just not enough

Unh!

- No, it's not enough

- It's not enough

Not enough, not enough

Not enough love

Not enough, not enough

Not enough trust

- Not enough love

- Come on

Not enough love

- Darling, what's the matter?

- I'm okay.

- It's nothing.

- Something's wrong.

- I know you better than that.

- Vi, take over for me.

Passion in your hearts now

Come on, I'm taking you home.

- Down in our hearts

- Down in our hearts

- Not enough love

- Not enough love

- Down in our hearts

- Down in our hearts

- Not enough love

- Not enough love

- Down in our hearts

- Preach, choir

- Not enough love down in our hearts

- Speak on it, hey, hey, yeah

Friends...

...we are here today to celebrate

the memory of Bernard Sparrow.

Beloved husband, cherished father

and grandfather.

With his last breath...

...he led our choir to victory

in the regional semifinals.

Let the church say "Amen."

Amen.

Bernard loved life. And he knew

how to live it. Isn't that right, G.G.?

The man had five kids.

He must've loved something.

God judges a man on two things...

...and two things alone.

On his faith...

...and on the contents of his heart.

Amen.

And, Bernie, we will miss that heart

each and every day.

Ah.

- Please.

- Thank you.

Mm-hm.

Oh, it was a beautiful memorial service,

Pastor.

I saw your boys, but not your daughter

and her family.

Well, God gives you girls so your mama

can say, "I told you so."

The only thing that would've made it perfect

would have been if the choir had sung.

- But then there was no one to lead them.

- I think I know where this is going.

You need to replace Bernie

as soon as possible...

...so we can continue

in the competition.

I think he would've wanted that.

- Oh, I agree.

- Good.

Because the church council

has already discussed it...

...and we've decided to offer

the position to Vi Rose Hill.

Vi Rose?

Well, I mean, nothing against Vi Rose,

but I helped prepare every arrangement.

I helped choose every song.

Vi Rose has been second-in-command

for a long time now.

Well, it is your decision, of course.

We're very appreciative at the church

of your generous support.

In fact, I don't think we'd be able

to stay open without you.

But...

...that's our decision.

Caleb, what is your country ass eating?

- Pig and pickle mash. You want some?

- Ugh, get that mess out of my face.

Caleb, you are so country...

...you have been married three times

and still have the same in-laws.

Ha-ha! She said he been married

three times and still got the same in-laws.

Small town, big family.

That's just the law of averages.

- He said, "That's just the law of averages."

- Devonne...

- ...do we look deaf to you?

- Oh!

Hey, there she is.

All right, heh, all right.

But, altos, y'all have to look at me

when y'all singing.

I know y'all feeling the spirit, but Jesus

don't know where the cut-offs are.

Look, you all sing as well as I know you can

and we finally gonna whoop Baylor Sykes...

...and that Detroit choir

in the national semifinals.

Pfft. We've been saying that

for four years.

Devonne, save time, see it my way.

Ooh.

Look, y'all, I know y'all miss Bernie.

So do I.

Those are some mighty big shoes to fill.

But I like to think he is right

on my shoulder...

...guiding my hands, urging us on.

What do y'all say?

Y'all with me?

- Pacashau, y'all with me?

- We with you.

Yeah.

- Pacashau.

- That's what I'm talking about.

Well, don't you look as happy

as a puppy wagging two tails.

I did not ask to be made choir director.

Please, Vi, I have known you

for a minute.

The council chose me over you.

When foxes pack the jury box,

the chicken's always guilty.

And when folks get too wrapped up

in themselves...

...they make very small packages.

Olivia, go check on your brother.

He better not be in that car.

What are you doing out here?

It's freezing.

Why do you have those sunglasses on?

You look like Mary J. Blige.

- Light hurts my eyes.

- It's dark.

Mary J. Blige had many hits.

But I prefer one-hit wonders,

like Sir Mix-A-Lot.

Uh-huh.

- What's up, Olivia?

- Hi, Manny.

You ever go anyplace

besides school or church?

- I only see you at one or the other.

- I don't know.

Hey, you think you and me

can go out sometime?

- I'm not allowed to date.

- You're 16.

I'll be a perfect gentleman.

I respect women. For real.

Is this your guitar?

Brand-new Gibson. You want to see it?

Well, hello, Manny.

You know, 30 more feet...

...and you'd actually be inside the church

instead of loitering outside.

Mama.

- I told you to find your brother.

- I did. He's in the car.

I can give her a ride home

after rehearsal, Miss Hill.

I don't doubt that you can

or that you will.

Just remember, there's always

free cheese in the mouse trap.

But trust me, the mice there ain't happy.

Walter. Inside, now.

Aah! Grandma. Wait, it's me.

Randy?

Surprise.

Mm-hm.

Randy, you need to put that thing away.

I'm sorry. Sorry.

- You are in the house of God.

- Yeah, okay.

Now sit down there so I can

keep an eye on you.

Can I help you?

Excuse me, Miss Earla.

But when y'all sing, the angels

just about spit with envy.

Thank you, Mr. Hsu.

You have a very nice tenor voice

yourself.

You got some big old lungs on you too.

You don't mind my saying?

He just call you big?

You just call me big?

Y'all know what y'all doing, right?

- You know what you're doing? Y'all ready?

- Yes, ma'am.

Gonna make a change

For once in my life

All right, now, you're singing too wild.

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