Luyện nghe bài hát On The Third Day

Creation an offering
As autumn leaves to gold
The bow down in highest praise
Now made bare before throne

The western sky an blaze
At the end of the day
For everything must die to again

The chill, a bitter cold
As sin and leave us to fall
The clouds now full of newborn
For to come and save us all

the darkest night of man
Was Your saving hand
For must die to rise again

On the day behold the King
On the day death has no sting
On the third day forgiven and reconciled

The earth it in labor pains
As flowers stretch to heaven
Your creatures the prophets song
To be a gift of selfless

The sun is rising in the
And Your Spirit is
For must die to rise again

On the day behold the King
On the day death has no sting
On the third day forgiven and reconciled

And so we wait in joyful
For You to come and take us
And so we beneath the cross
In suffering from we go

The greatest act of grace
In the displayed
For everything must die to rise

On the third day the King
On the third day has no sting
On the third day forgiven and reconciled

On the third day the rejoice
On the day we lift our voice
On the third day we're and glorified

And everything must die to again