In an instant, in barely the glint of an eye,
The trumpet shall sound, and those dead in Christ
Shall arise from their slumber, their bodies made new;
Then we will be changed and accompany them too.
What a wonderful sight will await us up there
In the clouds with our Saviour – we’ll meet in the air!
Beyond comprehension, the joy we shall know!
All tears, pain and sorrows, like sun on the snow
Will have melted and gone, left behind on the earth;
Our hope and our future secured by His worth.
The longing fulfilled as His love conquers all…
In freedom at last from the curse of “the fall”.
