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