When Heaven Sounded the Trumpet

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[Intro]
The sun goes low on ancient stone
Jerusalem in amber gold
The Sabbath bread, the candles glow
A silence that the ages hold
On Zion’s hill, the horn is raised
The quiet street begins to pray

[Verse 1]
Across the earth, the faithful wait
Beside the bed, beyond the gate
The hospital, the quiet room
The whispered prayer against the gloom
Two thousand years of sowing seeds
Of broken bread and humble needs
The harvest manifest is done
The Father turns unto the Son

[Pre-Chorus]
No sudden haste, no broken plan
Before the world, before all man
The bride-price paid, the room prepared
The covenant of grace declared
Then heaven speaks the final word:
Go bring her home unto her Lord.

[Chorus]
When heaven sounded the trumpet of God!
Rolling like thunder through shadow and dust!
The voice of the King breaks the dark of the night
Mortality swallowed in fire and light!
The ram’s horn of earth answers glory above
The Bridegroom has come for the bride of His love!
(when heaven sounded)
(the trumpet of God)

[Verse 2]
The graves swing wide, they cannot hold
The nameless saints in robes of gold
The mothers weep with joy again
The martyrs wake from ashes, slain
From Asia's plains to island shore
The living change, and weep no more
The weakness fades, the pain undone
Caught in the air to meet the Son!

[Bridge]
The Sabbath tables stand in peace
The empty rooms where labors cease
No boast in time, no pride in sight
Just mercy wrapped in spotless white
From Passover's blood to Firstfruits morn
The ancient appointed times reborn
The shofar on the Mount still cries:
Awaken, return, lift up your eyes!

[Outro]
Nothing was wasted... Nothing was missed...
The Author had written it all from the first.
Of course. Of course.
Soft shofar note fades into silence

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[Intro] The sun goes low on ancient stone Jerusalem in amber gold The Sabbath bread, the candles glow A silence that the ages hold On Zion’s hill, the horn is raised The quiet street begins to pray [Verse 1] Across the earth, the faithful wait Beside the bed, beyond the gate The hospital, the quiet room The whispered prayer against the gloom Two thousand years of sowing seeds Of broken bread and humble needs The harvest manifest is done The Father turns unto the Son [Pre-Chorus] No sudden haste, no broken plan Before the world, before all man The bride-price paid, the room prepared The covenant of grace declared Then heaven speaks the final word: Go bring her home unto her Lord. [Chorus] When heaven sounded the trumpet of God! Rolling like thunder through shadow and dust! The voice of the King breaks the dark of the night Mortality swallowed in fire and light! The ram’s horn of earth answers glory above The Bridegroom has come for the bride of His love! (when heaven sounded) (the trumpet of God) [Verse 2] The graves swing wide, they cannot hold The nameless saints in robes of gold The mothers weep with joy again The martyrs wake from ashes, slain From Asia's plains to island shore The living change, and weep no more The weakness fades, the pain undone Caught in the air to meet the Son! [Chorus] When heaven sounded the trumpet of God! Rolling like thunder through shadow and dust! The voice of the King breaks the dark of the night Mortality swallowed in fire and light! The ram’s horn of earth answers glory above The Bridegroom has come for the bride of His love! (come for the bride) (bride of His love) [Bridge] The Sabbath tables stand in peace The empty rooms where labors cease No boast in time, no pride in sight Just mercy wrapped in spotless white From Passover's blood to Firstfruits morn The ancient appointed times reborn The shofar on the Mount still cries: Awaken, return, lift up your eyes! [Chorus] When heaven sounded the trumpet of God! Rolling like thunder through shadow and dust! The voice of the King breaks the dark of the night Mortality swallowed in fire and light! The ram’s horn of earth answers glory above The Bridegroom has come for the bride of His love! (when heaven sounded) (the trumpet of God) [Outro] Nothing was wasted... Nothing was missed... The Author had written it all from the first. Of course. Of course. Soft shofar note fades into silence

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