One day when heaven was filled with His praises

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!

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 they left Him alone in the garden

One day He rested

from suffering free;

Angels came down o’er His tomb to keep vigil;

Hope of the hopeless

my Savior is He.

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer

One day the stone rolled away from the door;

Then He arose

over 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 glory will shine;

Wonderful day

my beloved ones bringing;

Glorious Savior

this Jesus is mine!