The Saturday Before

The Saturday Before


On Saturday they mourned thinking all was over lost,
They mourned a friend who's death paid the great cost,
They did not understand what God willed - had planned,
The cross a check mate move from God's sovereign hand,
On Saturday they wept his loss with an unending grief,
Mourning the Savior taken away by the fiendish thief,
In hopeless despair they sighed thinking all was done,
They did not understand on the cross victory was won,
How they doubted with heavy hearts the Saturday before,
Jesus would rise again using the stone as an open door,
Jesus conquered death and the grave on resurrection day,
Leaving only burial clothes where his defeated body lay,
Up from death and the grave he triumphantly arose,
They are still searching for his remains I suppose,
Seated at the father's right hand secure on the throne,
Preparing a place for believers to make eternal home,
The Saturday before hope was lost all else was gone,
They did not know we'd all sing resurrection songs,
Some of you're defeated for you it's the Saturday before,
Look to the resurrection - Sunday brings blessings galore,
More hope, more triumph, more victories to believe,
More than your mind can grasp, imagine or conceive.