Easter 2013 - Oh Glorious Day

Gravitation begin to lose its hold. His feet begin to rise, earth begin to peek through. But beyond that, “I will come again,” He said, “and receive you unto Myself, that where I am, there you may be also.” I’m so glad, that I can sing that song with a true heart tonight.


Living, He loved me; dying, He saved me;
Buried, He carried my sins far away;
Rising, He justified freely forever:
Someday He’s coming–oh, glorious day! 59-0403

When we first heard this beautiful quote, we were so happy and glad, as Brother Branham said, that we can sing this song with a true heart. Truly, one of these days we'll leave this earth and be Heaven bound. Our Lord Jesus Christ, the One who lived, died, was buried but has risen, will come and gather up His little Bride into His arms of perfect love, and take us away so that we may also be where He is. Oh what a glorious day that will be!

No one can sing or say it quite like Brother Branham to create a heavenly atmosphere and bring our Lord Jesus to the forefront of our thoughts, but we pray the song and video in the banner above helps remind you of His great love and sacrifice for us, His unworthy but ever so grateful children. The video and song were created and sung by employees at Voice of God Recordings.

May the love and presence of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you this Easter, and always.

Young Foundations

Glorious Day Song Audio and Lyrics:

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One day when Heaven was filled with His praises One day when sin was as black as could be Jesus came forth to be born of a Virgin Dwelt among men, my example is He Word became flesh and the light shined among us His glory revealed

Living, He loved me, dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justified freely forever One day He’s coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain One day they nailed Him to die on a tree Suffering anguish, despised and rejected Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree And took the nails for me

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer One day the stone rolled away from the door Then He arose, over death He had conquered Now is ascended, my Lord evermore Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him From rising again

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming One day the skies with His glories will shine Wonderful day, my beloved one, bringing My Savior, Jesus, is mine

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