With the rising of the sun, we see the beauty of nature,
we see all the wonders of plants and animals by the creator.
With the rising of of the sun, the skies that were black turn blue,
an old day with the past is now history, we start another day anew.
With the rising of the sun, smell the fresh, see what a new day brings,
hear the wind blow through the trees, hear the songs the birds sings.
With the rising of the sun, the day bright, all the wonders to explore,
with everything around us, so simple, yet so complicated, we can’t ignore.
With the rising of the Son on that third day, brought new hope, new life,
I know the blessings I have, joy, peace, and happiness, no more strife.
With the rising of the Son, came life beyond the grave,
the sting of death was no longer a threat, a new day.
With the rising of the Son, it changed everything, doors now open,
heaven in sight, the way made for mankind more than a token.
With the rising of the Son, I’m now on my journey beyond the sky,
it won’t be long till I’ll be there, then when there, no more tears I’ll cry.
With the rising of the Son, possible for me now to walk on streets of gold,
eternity awaits, the Son will be the sun and no one there will ever grow old!