What's so good about Friday?
He turned my world
right side up
when I found myself
displaced, continents away.
He's my Man, Friday--
He stirs the waters up
and changes them quick
to fruit of the vine
He spits on dirt
and they see, the blind
walks past them
and tormentors flee.
What's so good on Friday?
The end of yet another
back breaking week.
Yet He broke His back
and purchased Eternity.
By His stripes I'm healed
His blood has made me free
it's the day of liberty --
today is Freedom Friday!
Who cares about Taco Tuesday
or nostalgic Throwback Thursday
what's with Man Crush Monday!
But everyone yells TGIF!
Thank God, it's Friday!
still half of us disbelieves Him anyway.
We're marooned on an island
condemned and castaway;
but out of a tree and a rock
and a crowing denial three;
walks this man, Friday
and He's good enough for me.
Yes, there's still one set of
footprints on my stormy shores
And yes, He still carries me.
What's so good about Friday?
On Good Friday I took up my Cross
And He came and followed-rescued me.