The bride of Christ awaits
Fearless and faithfully
His infinite mercy

Behold the man of sorrows, the prince of peace
Behold almighty God, the king of kings

Behold the mystery, we shall not all sleep,
But we shall all be changed in a moment
For the trumpet will sound, and the dead shall
Be raised incorruptible and we shall be changed

For this perishable nature must
Put on the imperishable
And this mortal nature must
Put on immortality

For the lord himself shall descend from heaven,
The dead in Christ will rise
And we who are alive and remain,
Shall be caught up with them in the clouds
To meet the Lord in the air

And we shall always be with the Lord eternally