About "Sunday's On The Way"

 

 

Back in the mid-80's, I went to an old-school tent revival in Nashville around Easter and the preacher said something like, "Hold on Son.....Sunday is on the way."  I eased out of the service so I could write the song.  I called Walter up and told him I had an idea.......but I had written the sing by the time he got there.....except I didn't have a bridge.  He started playing as I sang, "and God said everything I've asked of you has been done.....hold on Son!" Walt's bridge is my favorite part of the song.

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Sunday's On The Way

Credits:

 

Words & Music by

J.R. Hood & Walter Retkofsky ©1989

J.R Hood - Lead Vocal

Mary Angeline Hood &

Stacy Marie Walker 

Background Vocals

Produced & Engineered Sean Hill

UpHill Studios, 2012

Lyrics

 

It was a Friday to remember

The day our Lord was crucified

The earth stood still, then trembled

Day turned dark as night

And Satan stood there laughing

Thinking he had spoiled the plan

But God was there just knowing

That He’d be laughing last

 

 ‘Cause Sunday’s on the way

And the angel’s, they

Will roll the stone away

And open up the grave

Sunday’s on the way

And God’s only Son

Will be upon the throne

Sunday’s on the way

 

They whipped and beat and abused Him

Spat upon His precious head

They cursed Him and accused Him

To His slaughter He was led

But what kept Jesus going

In the face of all that pain

Was the certainty of knowing

That He would rise again

 

 ‘Cause Sunday’s on the way

And the angel’s, they

Will roll the stone away

And open up the grave

Sunday’s on the way

And God’s only Son

Will be upon the throne

Sunday’s on the way

 

And God said,

“Everything I’ve asked of you

Has been done

Hold on Son”

From the real Author:

 

Matthew 27

They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said. They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again. After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.

 

When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots. And sitting down, they kept watch over him there. Above his head they placed the written charge against him: this is jesus, the king of the jews.

Two rebels were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left. Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads and saying, “You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!” In the same way the chief priests, the teachers of the law and the elders mocked him. “He saved others,” they said, “but he can’t save himself! He’s the king of Israel! Let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him. He trusts in God. Let God rescue him now if he wants him, for he said, ‘I am the Son of God.’” In the same way the rebels who were crucified with him also heaped insults on him.

 

From noon until three in the afternoon darkness came over all the land. About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lemasabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”).

 

And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit.

At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split and the tombs broke open.

 

Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away. Mary Magdalene and the other Mary were sitting there opposite the tomb.

 

After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb. There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men. The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”