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