High upon a mountain from where He ascended
An angel of the Lord declared that it would be
He said don’t stand here grieving
For the one that you see leaving
In like manner‘s coming back for you and me
And I believe He’s coming back like He said
I believe that a trumpets gonna sound so loud
One day it’ll wake the dead
In the twinkling of an eye he’ll split the eastern sky
And I believe he’s coming back like he said
I believe the time is nearing
That we’ll soon see his appearing
This could be the hour
Or this could be the day
When the Saints from every nation
Will lose their gravitation
In the middle of the air be called away