(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
One day when heaven was filled with his praises,
One hday when sin was a 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 justifed freely, forever:
One day He’s coming — O glorious day!
One day they led Him up Calvary’s moutain,
One day they nailed Him to die on the tree;
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected,
Bearing our sin;, 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 soun for His coming,
One day the skies with His glory will shine;
Wonderful day, my beloved ones bringing!
Glorious Savior, this Jesus is mine!