It’s Friday, But Sunday’s Coming!

A. IT’S FRIDAY, BUT SUNDAY’S COMING

1. It’s Friday! Jesus is praying, Peter’s straying, Judas is betraying -- But Sunday’s comin.’

2. It’s Friday. Pilate is judging, the council is fudging, the crowd’s are shouting, the disciples are pouting. Mary is crying & Peter’s denying. But they don’t know - that Sunday’s comin.’

3. It’s Friday! With whips Jesus is torn; with scarlet robe and crown of thorns He’s adorned; by Him the Cross is borne. But they don’t know - that Sunday’s comin.’

4. It’s Friday! On the Cross Jesus hangs, and feels its pangs. Sin is crushing, His blood is gushing, His life is rushing out. Can no one save Him? He who, so brave, dared face the grave? No one. It’s Friday, But Sunday’s comin.’

5. It’s Friday! The earth trembles; the sky grows dark. My King yields his spirit. Death’s victory is stark. Sin has prevailed, the saints bewail and Satan’s laughter exhales.

6. It’s Friday! Jesus was buried. At the tomb the soldiers tarried. The stone was rolled, Death had its hold, and even the Sun went cold. But….it was only Friday and Sunday’s comin’!

B. THEN…IT…WAS…SUNDAY!

1. Heaven bended, God’s power rended, the angels descended! The soldiers quaked, the earth shaked, the stone popped, and time stopped!

2. It’s Sunday! Christ arose, matter froze. Light flashed, darkness crashed; Hell reeled, Satan squealed, demons kneeled & thunder peeled!

3. Sin was defeated, death was cheated, and our salvation completed! Jesus ascended, the Throne He attended, our Sonship He extended, with lives un-ended!

4. Praise God for the Resurrection of Jesus! It’s Sunday now, so let the Son set you free!

[adapted from S.M. Lockridge’s message, It’s Friday But Sunday’s A Comin.]