| Song | On the Third Day |
| Artist | Bethany Dillon |
| Artist | Matt Hammitt |
| Album | In Christ Alone: Modern Hymns of Worship |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Byrd, Maher | |
| Creation brings an offering | |
| As autumn leaves turn to gold | |
| The trees bow down in highest praise | |
| Now made bare before Your throne | |
| The western sky an amber blaze | |
| At the end of the day | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| The winter?s chill, a bitter cold | |
| As sin and shame leave us to fall | |
| The clouds now full of newborn snow | |
| For grace to come and save us all | |
| Within the darkest night of man | |
| Was found Your saving hand | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled | |
| The earth it groans in labor pains | |
| As flowers stretch to heaven above | |
| Your creatures sing the prophet?s song | |
| To be a gift of selfless love | |
| The sun is rising in the east | |
| And Your Spirit is unleashed | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled | |
| And so we wait in joyful hope | |
| For You to come and take us home | |
| And so we join beneath the cross | |
| In suffering from whence we go | |
| The greatest act of sovereign grace | |
| In the universe displayed | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled | |
| On the third day the saints rejoice | |
| On the third day we lift our voice | |
| On the third day we're united and glorified | |
| And everything must die to rise again |
| zuo qu : Byrd, Maher | |
| Creation brings an offering | |
| As autumn leaves turn to gold | |
| The trees bow down in highest praise | |
| Now made bare before Your throne | |
| The western sky an amber blaze | |
| At the end of the day | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| The winter? s chill, a bitter cold | |
| As sin and shame leave us to fall | |
| The clouds now full of newborn snow | |
| For grace to come and save us all | |
| Within the darkest night of man | |
| Was found Your saving hand | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled | |
| The earth it groans in labor pains | |
| As flowers stretch to heaven above | |
| Your creatures sing the prophet? s song | |
| To be a gift of selfless love | |
| The sun is rising in the east | |
| And Your Spirit is unleashed | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled | |
| And so we wait in joyful hope | |
| For You to come and take us home | |
| And so we join beneath the cross | |
| In suffering from whence we go | |
| The greatest act of sovereign grace | |
| In the universe displayed | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled | |
| On the third day the saints rejoice | |
| On the third day we lift our voice | |
| On the third day we' re united and glorified | |
| And everything must die to rise again |
| zuò qǔ : Byrd, Maher | |
| Creation brings an offering | |
| As autumn leaves turn to gold | |
| The trees bow down in highest praise | |
| Now made bare before Your throne | |
| The western sky an amber blaze | |
| At the end of the day | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| The winter? s chill, a bitter cold | |
| As sin and shame leave us to fall | |
| The clouds now full of newborn snow | |
| For grace to come and save us all | |
| Within the darkest night of man | |
| Was found Your saving hand | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled | |
| The earth it groans in labor pains | |
| As flowers stretch to heaven above | |
| Your creatures sing the prophet? s song | |
| To be a gift of selfless love | |
| The sun is rising in the east | |
| And Your Spirit is unleashed | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled | |
| And so we wait in joyful hope | |
| For You to come and take us home | |
| And so we join beneath the cross | |
| In suffering from whence we go | |
| The greatest act of sovereign grace | |
| In the universe displayed | |
| For everything must die to rise again | |
| On the third day behold the King | |
| On the third day death has no sting | |
| On the third day we? re forgiven and reconciled | |
| On the third day the saints rejoice | |
| On the third day we lift our voice | |
| On the third day we' re united and glorified | |
| And everything must die to rise again |