One day when Heaven was filled with His praises One day when sin was as black as could be Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin Dwelt among men; my Example is He One day they led Him to Calvary's mountain One day they nailed Him to die on the tree Suffering anguish, despised and rejected Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justified, freely forever One day He's coming Oh glorious day And 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 He's ascended, my Lord forevermore One day the trumpet will sound for His coming One day the skies with His glories will shine Wonderful day my Beloved One's bringing Glorious Savior, this Jesus is mine One day He's coming Oh glorious day Oh glorious day J. Wilbur Chapman, Charles H. Marsh; P.D. Arrangement by Bubba Smith