Top Songs By The Goodmans
Lyrics
As I wake up with the morning of each day that passes by,
And I listen to the sounds upon my ear;
I can't help but keep a watch toward the eastern sky,
And I wonder if the trumpet will be the next sound that I hear.
What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again,
What a beautiful day for Him to take His children home;
How I long to see His face and to touch His nail-scarred hands,
What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again.
Oh my earthly disappointments and trials here below,
Fade away when I remember His last words;
He said He'd return and receive His children unto Him,
And I'm longing just to look upon the face of my Lord.
Oh, what a beautiful day for the Lord to come again,
What a beautiful day for Him to take His children home;
How I long to see His face and to touch His nail-scarred hands,
What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again.
What a beautiful day for the Lord to come again,
Again!
Writer(s): Monty Powell, Chris Cagle
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