Suddenly,
the trumpet sounds,
a shout is heard on high.
As Jesus Christ
comes down from God,
His glory fills the sky.
“Let all the Lord’s be taken.
Let none of God’s
remain!”
A hand is placed upon my soul,
and quickly,
I am changed.
“Don’t stop
to put your shoes on.
Your purse, leave on the floor.
Christ calls
and beckons for you.
He’s knocking at your door.”
Then, I,
with all God’s children,
Yes, we who love the Lord,
Are gathered
to the Heavens
with Christ forevermore.
Constance V. Walden
Read 1 Corinthians 15: 50-55
