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Living hope of eternal salvation
Have you not heard,
Have you not seen,
Those sinners plucked out from
the rubbish heap,
God wants to keep.
No more evil age,
Free from gilded cage,
Those called, chosen, and faithful
made ready to fly,
High up in the sky.
Trumpets will sound out,
What's it all about?
Those firstfruits read Revelation 21 New Jerusalem
turquoise, emerald,
Angels to herald…
Seven, loud and clear,
Incredibly near,
Those from dirt to divine ready to stand at Christ's
triumphant return,
All will come to learn...
Feast of Trumpets show,
End of worldly woe,
Those remnant waiting patiently and eagerly
revealing Christ's reign,
Salvation made plain.
Fulcrum point gateway,
Festival we say,
Those of the little flock keep the Feast now and in
millennial time,
Spiritual prime…
Glorifying Him,
Praise constant not dim,
Those saints receiving the end of their faith
inexpressible…
Now not possible.
God fully prepared,
Completely transformed,
Those, the Bride of Christ made ready
wearing white linen,
God's Kingdom open.