Believing one day

They say it’s a new thing, believing that nothing

Can be undeniably true.

They say that it’s OK, a part of the new age

To throw out what you thought you knew.

But nothing convinces my heart and my senses

That I should go changing my mind.

So I am still living the old time religion.

I’m not ashamed to say:

I’m believing one day

That a trumpet will sound,

Believing one day He will come in the clouds.

It may seem out of style, but I’m believing

That I’ll be leaving one day.

                              

The TV will sell you a psychic to tell you

The future and what is to come.

They’ll look at the stars to come up with a chart

You can live your life by if you want

Oh but I am so grateful that our God is faithful,

And truth doesn’t change with the times,

‘cause Jesus is still King, and my heart is willing

to trust His Word and say:

I’m believing one day that a trumpet will sound,

Believing one day He will come in the clouds.

It may seem out of style, but I’m believing

that I’ll be leaving one day.

 

I’m believing I’ll live forever,

Believing He’ll dry my tears.

So until He comes or my race is run,

You’ll find me right here believing one day

that a trumpet will sound,

Believing one day He will come in the clouds.

It may seem out of style, but I’m believing

That I’ll be leaving one day,

Be leaving one day.

Yes I’ll be leaving one day!