When Christ Comes

When Christ c-omes) I await for the trumpet, call of God And the glorious voice, of the archang-el I await for the clouds, to roll away As all of heaven announces, Your ret-urn Death is swallowed up in victory We'll be crowned in Your glor-y When Christ c-omes When Christ c-omes In the twinkling of an e-ye we'll be ch-anged When Christ c-omes When Christ c-omes In Your presence we will dwell, foreverm-ore My heart will not be troubled, I trust in You You're preparing a perfect, place for m-e Your open arms say welcome My precious one Heaven's promise to us, is now rev-ealed Death is swallowed up in victory We'll be crowned in Your glor-y When Christ c-omes When Christ c-omes In Your presence we will dwell, foreverm-ore (Yea-eah) (When Christ c-omes) I await, for the trumpet c-all (When Christ c-omes) The beautiful voice, of the archang-el