Scripture Verse

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

Introduction

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Alfred H. Ackley (1887–1960)

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

Music: Bent­ley D. Ack­ley (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Bentley D. Ackley (1872–1958)

Lyrics

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.

Refrain

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.

Refrain