The Lord Himself shall descend from Heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God. 1 Thessalonians 4:16
Words: Thomas Kelly, Hymns on Various Passages of Scripture, fourth edition (Dublin, Ireland: Thomas Johnson, 1812), pages 325–26.
Hark! that sound of rapturous joy
Bursting forth from yonder cloud:
Jesus comes, and thro’ the sky,
Angels tell their joy aloud.
Now the world’s duration ends,
Now the Lord will meet his foes;
These shall perish, but His friends
Shall in Heav’n obtain repose.
Hark, the trumpet’s awful voice
Sounds abroad thro’ sea and land;
Let His people now rejoice,
Their redemption is at hand.
See! the Lord appears in view,
Heav’n and earth before Him fly:
Rise, ye saints, He comes for you;
Rise to meet Him in the sky.
Go and dwell with Him above,
Where no foes can e’er molest;
Happy in the Savior’s love!
Blessing and for ever blest.