When your mind is in chaos. You body feels engulfed, of the World. God feels so far away. When the test seem to much to overcome. "It's only Friday, but don't worry my child. Sunday is coming."
When our test brings us to the valley. Rejoice. Though the valley is sometimes full of dead bones; just remember it takes only one breathe of God, to bring them to life.
When we feel as if our trials have hung us on a cross; just remember, though they put Jesus in a tomb, He rose again on the third day. It's Friday, but Sunday is coming
"It's Friday
Jesus is praying
Peter's asleep
Judas is betraying, but Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
Pilot is Struggling
the counsel is conspiring
the crowd is billowfying
They don't even know, that Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the disciples are running, like sheep without a Shepard
Mary's crying
Peter is denying, but they don't know, that Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the Romans beat my Jesus
robed Him in scars
They crowned Him with thorns but they don't know, Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
See Jesus, walking to Calvary
His blood dripping
His body stumbling
and His spirit burdened.
You see, His only prize, Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the world's winning
people are sinning
and evil is grinning...
It's Friday
the soldiers nailed my Saviors hands to the cross
They nailed my Saviors feet to the cross
Then they raised my Savior up, next to criminals.
It's Friday but let me tell you something. Sunday is coming.
It's Friday
the disciples are questioning, what is happening to their King
The Pharisees are celebrating, that their scheming has been achieved.
But they don't know, that it's only Friday, but Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
He's hanging on the cross
feeling forsaken by his Father
Left alone and dying
Can anyone save Him? Oh, it's Friday but Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the Earth rumbles
the sky grew dark
My King yields his spirit.
It's Friday
hope is lost
death has won
sin has concurred
and Satan is a liar.
It's Friday
Jesus is buried
A soldier stands guard
and a rock is rolled into place
But it's Friday, it's only Friday. Sunday is coming!"
When our test brings us to the valley. Rejoice. Though the valley is sometimes full of dead bones; just remember it takes only one breathe of God, to bring them to life.
When we feel as if our trials have hung us on a cross; just remember, though they put Jesus in a tomb, He rose again on the third day. It's Friday, but Sunday is coming
"It's Friday
Jesus is praying
Peter's asleep
Judas is betraying, but Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
Pilot is Struggling
the counsel is conspiring
the crowd is billowfying
They don't even know, that Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the disciples are running, like sheep without a Shepard
Mary's crying
Peter is denying, but they don't know, that Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the Romans beat my Jesus
robed Him in scars
They crowned Him with thorns but they don't know, Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
See Jesus, walking to Calvary
His blood dripping
His body stumbling
and His spirit burdened.
You see, His only prize, Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the world's winning
people are sinning
and evil is grinning...
It's Friday
the soldiers nailed my Saviors hands to the cross
They nailed my Saviors feet to the cross
Then they raised my Savior up, next to criminals.
It's Friday but let me tell you something. Sunday is coming.
It's Friday
the disciples are questioning, what is happening to their King
The Pharisees are celebrating, that their scheming has been achieved.
But they don't know, that it's only Friday, but Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
He's hanging on the cross
feeling forsaken by his Father
Left alone and dying
Can anyone save Him? Oh, it's Friday but Sunday's coming.
It's Friday
the Earth rumbles
the sky grew dark
My King yields his spirit.
It's Friday
hope is lost
death has won
sin has concurred
and Satan is a liar.
It's Friday
Jesus is buried
A soldier stands guard
and a rock is rolled into place
But it's Friday, it's only Friday. Sunday is coming!"
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