SUNDAY'S COMIN'!

It’s Friday 

Jesus is praying - Peter’s a sleeping - Judas is betraying

But Sunday’s comin’

It’s Friday 

Pilate’s struggling - The council is conspiring - The crowd is vilifying 

They don’t even know that Sunday’s comin’

It’s Friday 

The disciples are running like sheep without a shepherd - Mary’s crying - Peter is denying 

But they don’t know That Sunday’s a comin’

It’s Friday 

The Romans beat my Jesus - They robe Him in scarlet - They crown Him with thorns 

But they don’t know that Sunday’s comin’

It’s Friday 

See Jesus walking to Calvary - His blood dripping - His body stumbling and His spirit’s burdened 

But you see, it’s only Friday Sunday’s comin’

It’s Friday 

The world’s winning - People are sinning - And evil’s grinning

It’s Friday 

The soldiers nail my Savior’s hands to the cross - They nail my Savior’s feet to the cross - And then they raise Him up next to criminals

It’s Friday 

But let me tell you something Sunday’s comin’

It’s Friday 

The disciples are questioning - What has happened to their King - And the Pharisees are celebrating - Their scheming has been achieved 

But they don’t know it’s only Friday Sunday’s comin’

It’s Friday 

He’s hanging on the cross Feeling forsaken by His Father Left alone and dying Can nobody save Him? 

Ooooh, It’s Friday but Sunday’s comin’

It’s Friday 

The earth trembles The sky grows dark My King yields His spirit

It’s Friday 

Hope is lost Death has won Sin has conquered and Satan’s just a laughin’

It’s Friday 

Jesus is buried - A soldier stands guard - And a rock is rolled into place

But it’s Friday - It is only Friday - Sunday is a comin’!