'Come forth, come forth' the shout is loud
Lord Jesus stands upon the cloud
His arms outstretched to heaven above
'Come forth, come forth, rise you beloved !"

I feel the earthquake, I hear the sound
My grave upheaves and splits the ground
The risen dead have begun their ascension
I claim the prize 'caught up at resurrection'

1 Thessalonians 4:16

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