The Lord Himself shall descend from heaven with a shout
With a mighty voice, the trump of God
And the dead in Christ shall rise, and we which are alive
Shall be caught up together to meet the Lord in the air
Behold I show you a mystery
We shall not all die but be changed
In a moment the twinkling of an eye
At the last trumpet call
The dead in Christ shall be raised
And we all shall be changed
Death where is your sting
Grave where is your victory
Looking for that blessed hope, His glorious appearing
Of our great God, our Lord Jesus Christ
For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again
We know we shall ever be, ever be with our God
Behold I show you a mystery
We shall not all die but be changed
In a moment the twinkling of an eye
At the last trumpet call
The dead in Christ shall be raised
And we all shall be changed
Death where is your sting
Grave where is your victory
Behold I show you a mystery
We shall not all die but be changed
In a moment the twinkling of an eye
At the last trumpet call
The dead in Christ shall be raised
And we all shall be changed
Death where is your sting
Grave where is your victory