| Carrying Your cross up to Calv'ry Yes, the Romans can put on a show Crown of thorns there on Your brow I guess I never thought that You would sink so low Jesus, I guess I didn't know, You would not stay in that hole Come Sunday, You will rise again Come Sunday, You will save me from sin It's been two lonely days and my mind's in a haze On the third day the tomb's opened wide Yes, it's been quite a bummer They took my Lord, put Him in the grave And now there is mass confusion Just don't know how I should behave Yes, You lifted my spirits high, I never thought that this day you would die Come Sunday, You will rise again Come Sunday, You will save me from sin It's been two lonely days and my mind's in a haze On the third day the tomb's opened wide I can't help it Jesus You're that much a part of me now Remember that night in the garden I told You that I'd defend You or die! I hope You're enjoying the scenry Up there in that heavenly place Yea, what a surprise on Sunday When I see Your risen face So I will now go near and far Spread the Gospel with all of my heart Come Sunday, You will rise again Come Sunday, You will save me from sin It's been two lonely days and my mind's in a haze On the third day the tomb's opened wide It's been two lonely days and my mind's in a haze On the third day the tomb's opened wide | |||
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