The (Gm)dark est day in his to ry was o ver;

all was lost

on the cross.

(Gm)Beat en, bat tered, bruised be yond de (Eb)scrip tion,

You gave it all.

What went (Dm)wrong?

This (Gm)could n’t be the end of Heav en’s (Eb)sto ry,

’cause You came to save,

to beat the grave.

Three (Gm)days, and now they’re look ing for Your bod y.

But You were gone,

and now I know

You saved the day

the day You rolled the stone a way.

The emp ty grave is there to say, “You reign!”

You saved the day.

You tore the ho ly veil a way, You o pened wide the pris on gates.

You saved the day.

(Gm)Res cued from the shack les of my fail ure,

in the dead of night

You shined Your light.

Your (Gm)gift of love is hope that springs e ter nal.

Be cause of You

all things are new.

You saved the day

Oh God, You res cued me

from my in iq ui ties.

Your (Gm)gift of love is hope that springs e ter nal.

And be cause of You

all things are new.

You saved the day

the day You rolled the stone a way.

The emp ty grave is there to say, “You reign!”

You saved the day.

You tore the ho ly veil a way, You o pened wide the pris on gates.

You saved the day.

You saved the day

the day You rolled the stone a way.

The emp ty grave is there to say, “You reign!”

You saved the day.

You tore the ho ly veil a way, You o pened wide the pris on gates.

You saved the day.

You saved the day