One day when heaven was filled with His praises,
One day when sin was as black as could be,
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin, Dwelt among men, my Example is He!
Living, He loved me; dying, He saved me;
Buried He carried my sins far away;
Rising, He justified freely forever;
One day He's coming, O glorious day! O glorious day!
O glorious day! O glorious day!
One day they led Him up Calvary's mountain, One day they nailed Him to die on the tree;
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected: Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He!
One day the grave could conceal Him no longer One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose o'er death He had conquered; Now is ascended, my Lord evermore!
One day the trumpet will sound for His coming, One day the skies with His glories will shine;
Wonderful day, my beloved ones bringing; Glorious Savior, this Jesus is mine!
Traditional, Lyrics by J. Wilbur Chapman (1909), Music by Michael Bleecker CCLI#: 5181287
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