One day the trumpet will sound for His coming!

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
Word became flesh and
the light shined among us
His glory revealed

One day they led Him
up Calvary s mountain
One day they nailed Him
to die on a tree
Suffering anguish,
despised and rejected
Bearing our sins,
my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations,
stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me

One day the grave could
contain Him no longer
One day the stone rolled
away from the door
Then He arose, over
death He had conquered
Now He's ascended,
my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him,
the grave could not keep Him
From rising again

One day the trumpet will
sound for His coming
One day the skies with
His glories will shine
Wonderful day,
My Beloved One bringing
My Savior,
Jesus is mine
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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
Oh glorious day,
Oh glorious day –
Glorious day!


O Glorious Day by John Chapman