God, Himself, shall descend with a shout
God, Himself, shall descend with a shout; He shall roar like a lion;
like the thunder when it rolls; the ground shall shake and the earth
Awake, Awake; Arise from the dust of the earth and put on strength,
Oh arm of the Lord.
The dead in Christ shall arise from their long sleep, and from the
deep; from the four winds and ascend, with God into Heaven's
This is our hope, this is our stay; when God shall gather all of His
children from the face of the whole earth on that last day.
Break forth with hearts filled with hope and joy, into singing; like
the song of birds and the toll of many bells ringing.
©08/12/2002 Jim Welch