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When the Last Trumpet's Awful Voice Isaac Watts, pub.1707 Copyright: Public Domain Main subject: Heaven Scripture: 1 Corinthians 15:55 Mount Auburn George Kingsley Copyright: Public Domain Key: E♭ Meter: 8.6.8.6 Learn about playing music formats... view Scorch sheet music [.sib] play midi [.mid]	When the last trumpet’s awful voice This rending earth shall shake; When op’ning graves shall yield their charge And dust to life awake; Those bodies that corrupted fell, Shall incorrupt arise, And mortal forms shall spring to life Immortal in the skies. Behold, what heav’nly prophets sung Is now at last fulfilled; And Death yields up his ancient reign, And, vanquished, quits the field. Let Faith exalt her joyful voice, And now in triumph sing: “O Grave, where is thy victory? And where, O Death, thy sting?”

When the last trumpet’s awful voice
This rending earth shall shake;
When op’ning graves shall yield their charge
And dust to life awake;
Those bodies that corrupted fell,
Shall incorrupt arise,
And mortal forms shall spring to life
Immortal in the skies.
Behold, what heav’nly prophets sung
Is now at last fulfilled;
And Death yields up his ancient reign,
And, vanquished, quits the field.
Let Faith exalt her joyful voice,
And now in triumph sing:
“O Grave, where is thy victory?
And where, O Death, thy sting?”