Sound of His trumpet

Sound of His trumpet, thrilling with rapture,
Ushers the bridegroom to us again;
All through the ages, patiently waited
Some are now sleeping, others remain.


Heavenly bridegroom, Heavenly bridegroom,
Welcome my Saviour, hail Thee my king!
Hallelujah! I am rejoicing!
Singing I go like birds on the wing.


Just like a thief thou comest for treasure
Saints from the earth, transported shall be;
Angels from heaven muster with trumpets
Echoing anthems sweetly of Thee.


Radiant with glory, luminous sweets star
Fairer than morning, lovable He;
Higher than heavens, honoured by Father
This is the Lamb slain, even for me.


Saints who are sleeping rise in a twinkling
Rising immortal caught up to Thee;
O, what a gathering! Some from all nations,
Meeting with Jesus in secrecy.


There up in heaven saints for enthroning
Eagerly angels wait for that day;
Bride in her garments, radiant fine linen
Honoured thy Saviour, this is her day.