The Cyber Hymnal ‎#9800

9800. Then Let The Seventh Trumpet Sound

1 Then let the seventh trumpet sound,
The fiercest lightnings glare;
The mountains melt, the solid ground
Dissolve as liquid air.

2 The huge celestial bodies roll
Amidst the general fire,
And shrivel as a parchment scroll,
And all in smoke expire.

3 Yet still the Lord, the Savior, reigns,
When nature is destroyed,
And no created thing remains
Throughout the flaming void.

4 Sublime upon His azure throne,
He speaks th’almighty word;
His fiat is obeyed! ’tis done,
And paradise restored.

5 So be it! let this system end,
These fading earth and skies;
The new Jerusalem descend;
The new creation rise.

Text Information

• First Line: Then let the seventh trumpet sound
• Title: Then Let The Seventh Trumpet Sound
• Author: Unknown
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Source: Church Poetry, by William A. Mühlenberg (Philadelphia: S. Potter, 1823)
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: WINDSOR
• Composer: Christopher Tye (1533)
• Meter: CM
• Key: g minor
• Source: Arr.: Booke of Musicke by William Daman, 1591
• Copyright: Public Domain