When the trump of God shall sound
From the lonely grave and mound
From the grave forever free
Clothed with immortality
On the resurrection morning we shall rise
And together meet the Savior in the skies
From the grave forever free
Clothed with immortality
Martyred millions who were slain
Shall come forth with Christ to reign
Patriarchs and sages old
Will arise from dust and mold
Those who left us years ago
We shall meet again and know
Death has lost its dreaded sting
With triumphant joy we sing
On the resurrection morning we shall rise
And together meet the Savior in the skies
From the grave forever free
Clothed with immortality
If the Lord should come today
With a thrill our hearts can say
For the living who remain
Shall be caught up without pain
On the resurrection morning we shall rise
And together meet the Savior in the skies
From the grave forever free
Clothed with immortality