When God's trumpet sounds and time will be no more ~
Meet me, friend in Jesus, on that Heavenly shore,
There with Jesus and many thousands of friends.
All things are past. Time begins again.
Let Jesus not find us sleeping, or angry at a brother.
Let us forgive every sin and love one another.
Let us be ready at the trumpets sounding blare.
Have a following beside us ~ each and all to care.
Let us Praise the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.
Let us not live that our works deserve demerit.
When the Trumpet sounds, we'll see no more pain and sorrow
No tears to spill no dreaded tomorrow.
We will live again ~ In the Kingdom up above
If we have committed all our being to His precious love.
In that time when the trumpet sounds, let us shout with joy,
As each enters Heaven, man, woman, girl or boy.
Its forever then ~ No more harrowing days to dread
And since the trumpet has blown, there will be no more dead.
When the trumpet sounds up yonder ~ Lord, take our hand
Gather us 'round about the Angels, singing in a Holy band. |
