Jesus, faithful to his word

Jesus, faithful to his wordShall with a shout descend;All heaven's host their glorious LordShall joyfully attend.Christ shall come with dreadful noise,Lightnings swift and thunders loud;With the great archangel's voice,And with the trump of God.

First the dead in Christ shall rise:Then we that yet remainShall be caught up to the skies,And see our Lord again.We shall meet him in the air;All wrapt up to heaven shall be;Find, and love, and praise him there,To all eternity.

Who can tell the happinessThis glorious hope affords?Joy unuttered we possessIn these reviving words;Happy while on earth we live;Higher bliss ordained to know;When our King to his shall giveThe kingdom here below.