Sunday Is Coming Lyrics


by Phil Wickham

A great light dawns in Galilee
Some say mad man
Some say King
Wonder working rebel priest
Jesus Christ the Nazarene

He knew well what it would take
To free us all from sin and grave
A perfect man would have to die
And only He could pay that price

Friday’s good Sunday coming
hope Sunday coming
Devil done
You better running
Friday’s good Sunday coming

So He let soldiers take in
betrayed with kiss
before the mocking crowd
Like lamb to the slaughter didn’t sound
He carried that cross to
And He shed blood to us free
the in and the sky dark
the world heart

Friday’s good Sunday coming
hope Sunday coming
Devil done
You better running
Friday’s good Sunday coming

He last
And bowed head
God and man dead
With bloody hands
Tears their face
laid down
Inside that grave
that the end
That the end
That the end
tell what happened next
came before the dawn
To that already gone
When they looked inside the angel said
looking for the among the dead
alive
alive
alive
Give praise
high
alive
alive
alive
alive
Give praise
high
alive
hallelujah
hope coming
hallelujah

Jesus reigns
Upon the throne
All sings
To alone
We watch and wait
Like bride for groom
Oh church arise
soon