On the Third Day

Song	On the Third Day
Artist	Bethany Dillon
Artist	Matt Hammitt
Album	In Christ Alone: Modern Hymns of Worship

	作曲 : Byrd, Maher
	Creation brings an offering
	As autumn leaves turn to gold
	The trees bow down in highest praise
	Now made bare before Your throne
	The western sky an amber blaze
	At the end of the day
	For everything must die to rise again
	The winter?s chill, a bitter cold
	As sin and shame leave us to fall
	The clouds now full of newborn snow
	For grace to come and save us all
	Within the darkest night of man
	Was found Your saving hand
	For everything must die to rise again
	On the third day behold the King
	On the third day death has no sting
	On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled
	The earth it groans in labor pains
	As flowers stretch to heaven above
	Your creatures sing the prophet?s song
	To be a gift of selfless love
	The sun is rising in the east
	And Your Spirit is unleashed
	For everything must die to rise again
	On the third day behold the King
	On the third day death has no sting
	On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled
	And so we wait in joyful hope
	For You to come and take us home
	And so we join beneath the cross
	In suffering from whence we go
	The greatest act of sovereign grace
	In the universe displayed
	For everything must die to rise again
	On the third day behold the King
	On the third day death has no sting
	On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled
	On the third day the saints rejoice
	On the third day we lift our voice
	On the third day we're united and glorified
	And everything must die to rise again

	zuò qǔ : Byrd, Maher
	Creation brings an offering
	As autumn leaves turn to gold
	The trees bow down in highest praise
	Now made bare before Your throne
	The western sky an amber blaze
	At the end of the day
	For everything must die to rise again
	The winter? s chill, a bitter cold
	As sin and shame leave us to fall
	The clouds now full of newborn snow
	For grace to come and save us all
	Within the darkest night of man
	Was found Your saving hand
	For everything must die to rise again
	On the third day behold the King
	On the third day death has no sting
	On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled
	The earth it groans in labor pains
	As flowers stretch to heaven above
	Your creatures sing the prophet? s song
	To be a gift of selfless love
	The sun is rising in the east
	And Your Spirit is unleashed
	For everything must die to rise again
	On the third day behold the King
	On the third day death has no sting
	On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled
	And so we wait in joyful hope
	For You to come and take us home
	And so we join beneath the cross
	In suffering from whence we go
	The greatest act of sovereign grace
	In the universe displayed
	For everything must die to rise again
	On the third day behold the King
	On the third day death has no sting
	On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled
	On the third day the saints rejoice
	On the third day we lift our voice
	On the third day we' re united and glorified
	And everything must die to rise again