Oh, when shall I see Jesus
and reign with Him above,
And shall hear the trumpet sound
in that morning?
And from the flowing fountain drink
everlasting love,
And shall hear the trumpet sound
in that morning.
O, shout, glory!
For I shall mount above the skies,
When I hear the trumpet sound
in that morning.
Gird on the gospel armour
Of faith and hope and love,
And you'll hear the trumpet sound
in that morning.
And when the combat's ended
He'll carry you above,
And you'll hear the trumpet sound
in that morning.
Our ears shall hear the transport
the host of heaven sing,
And shall hear the trumpet sound
in that morning.
Our tongues shall chant the glories
of our immortal King,
And shall hear the trumpet sound
in that morning.