In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.@1 Corinthians 15:52

Charles P. Jones, 1899. Ar­ranged by Ri­chard W. Ad­ams, 2019 (pub­lic do­main). Al­so see Where Shall I Be?

Snow­den Ro­bert B. Ro­bert­son, in The Psal­ter (Pitt­sburgh, Penn­syl­van­ia: Unit­ed Pres­by­ter­i­an Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1912), num­ber 118. Re­frain by Charles P. Jones (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Charles P. Jones (1865–1949)

When judgment day is drawing nigh,
When God the works of men shall try,
Where shall I be?
When east and west the fire shall roll,
How will it be with my poor soul:
Where shall I be?

Refrain

O where shall I be
When the first trumpet sounds,
O where shall I be when it sounds so loud?
When it sounds so loud
As to wake up the dead?
O where shall I be when it sounds?

When wicked men His wrath shall see,
And to the rocks and mountains flee,
Where shall I be?
When hills and mountains flee away,
When all the works of man decay,
Where shall I be?

Refrain

When Heav’n and earth as some great scroll,
Shall from God’s angry presence roll,
Where shall I be?
When all the saints redeemed shall stand,
Forever blest at God’s right hand,
Where shall I be?

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