In the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump…the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.@1 Corinthians 15:52
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Alfred H. Ackley (1887–1960)

Al­fred H. Ack­ley, in The World Evan­gel, ed­it­ed by Ro­bert H. Cole­man (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Amer­i­can Bap­tist Pub­lish­ing Society, 1913), num­ber 116.

Bent­ley D. Ack­ley (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Bentley D. Ackley (1872–1958)

I am waiting for the hour
When the King in all His power,
With a mighty shout from Heaven
Shall descend:
Those who love Him shall rejoice
When they hear His blessèd voice,
And with Him shall reign thro’ ages
Without end.

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I am waiting, I am waiting,
I am waiting for the coming
Of the King;
For that great and glorious day
When the clouds are rolled away,
I am waiting for the coming
Of the King.

Thro’ the spacious hills of time
Angels sing their songs sublime,
Till the rocks and hills and valleys
Catch the strain;
Worlds flung into space afar,
Sun and moon and glittering star,
Echo back in joyous rapture
The refrain.

Refrain

In a moment changed complete,
Lifted to a land replete
With His perfect touch of love, no
Blemish there;
Every mystery made plain,
Every loss my richest gain,
Fullest joy and matchless splendor
Everywhere.

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