It’s Friday by SM Lockridge –
It’s Friday….Jesus is praying Peter’s a sleeping Judas is betraying But Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday….Jesus is praying Peter’s a sleeping Judas is betraying But Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday ….Pilate’s struggling The council is conspiring The crowd is vilifying They don’t even know That Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday….The disciples are running Like sheep without a shepherd Mary’s crying Peter is denying But they don’t know That Sunday’s a comin’
It’s Friday ….The Romans beat my Jesus They robe him in scarlet They crown him with thorns But they don’t know That Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday ….See Jesus walking to Calvary His blood dripping His body stumbling And his spirit’s burdened But you see, it’s only Friday Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday ….The world’s winning People are sinning And evil’s grinning
It’s Friday….The soldiers nail my Savior’s hands To the cross They nail my Savior’s feet To the cross And then they raise him up Next to criminals
It’s Friday…. But let me tell you something Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday …The disciples are questioning What has happened to their King And the Pharisees are celebrating That their scheming Has been achieved But they don’t know It’s only Friday Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday…He’s hanging on the cross Feeling forsaken by his Father Left alone and dying Can nobody save him? Ooooh It’s Friday But Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday…The earth trembles The sky grows dark My King yields his spirit
It’s Friday…Hope is lost Death has won Sin has conquered and Satan’s just a laughin’
It’s Friday ….Jesus is buried A soldier stands guard And a rock is rolled into place
But it’s Friday It is only Friday Sunday is a comin’!