Troublesome times are here, Filling men's hearts with fear.
Freedom we all hold dear, Now is at stake.
Uplift your hearts to God, Save from the chastening rod.
Seek the way pilgrims try, Christians awake.
Jesus is coming soon, Morning or night or noon.
Many will make their doom, Trumpets will sound.
Heaven shall rise, Righteous be in the sky.
Going where no one dies, Heavenward bound.
Troubles will soon be o'er, Happy forevermore.
When we meet on that shore, Free from all care.
Rising up in the skies, Telling this world goodbye.
Homeward we then shall fly, Glory to share.
Jesus is coming soon, Morning or night or noon.
Many will make their doom, Trumpets will sound.
Heaven shall rise, Righteous be in the sky.
Going where no one dies, Heavenward bound.
Jesus is coming soon, Morning or night or noon.
Many will make their doom, Trumpets will sound.
Heaven shall rise, Righteous be in the sky.
Going where no one dies, Heavenward bound.
Heavenward bound.