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WHEN THE TRUMP SHALL SOUND
Will the world quake when the trumps of God shall sound?
Will the people everywhere fall prostate on the ground?
Will the seven sound together, one final rallying call?
Will those who have forsaken God tremble and fall?
Or will one awake the sleeping righteous to come forth,
To join their Master who they served when on the earth?
Another to warn, if too late, all the wicked who dwell
That they left it just too late to avoid the jaws of hell.
One by one around the world each assigned a place,
Ready for all nature to meet Jesus in perfect grace,
Echoing from mount to mount across the world so wide,
Proclaiming to all that there is no place to go and hide.
Or will the trump just sound in the hearts of good men,
So as not to be heard by Satan in his empty spirit den?
Then as all the good come forth to where Jesus is found
And very quietly Satan and his followers securely bound.
Come seven guardians let each trump soon proclaim
That the Son of God will come in all His glory to reign,
Gather up the righteous both the living and the dead,
So we may all come to welcome Christ, our living head.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson September 23, 2002