As she lay down to sleep
Mary started to weep
Remembering the cross and the nails
She was there when He died
As the spear pierced His side
She watched as the Savior travailed
Now her life seemed
Like the end of a dream
That left her heart saddened with gloom
But in the morning, she'd go
See a rolled-away stone
And step in an empty tomb

What a differencе a day makes
What a change in the air
Whеn a glorious feeling of hope
Cuts through the doubt and despair
When the night seems so long
Soon the morning will break
And you'll discover at dawn
What a difference a day makes

For the mother whose child
Has grown restless and wild
You feel like your prayers are in vain
For the Father whose plans
Have slipped right through your hands
You cannot see past all the pain
For the daughters and sons
To the prodigal ones
The lonely, the weak or afraid
Don't lose faith in the night
When the morning brings light
It will drive all the shadows away
What a difference a day makes
What a change in the air
When a glorious feeling of hope
Cuts through the doubt and despair
When the night seems so long
Soon the morning will break
And you'll discover at dawn
What a difference a day makes

Though the night seems so long
Soon the morning will break
And you'll discover at dawn
What a difference a day makes
What a difference a day makes