| Troublesome times are here, filling men’s hearts with fear
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| Freedom we all hold dear, now is at stake
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| Humbling your heart to God saves from the chastening rod
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| Seek the way pilgrims trod, Christians awake!
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| Jesus is coming soon, morning or night or noon
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| Many will meet their doom, trumpets will sound
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| All of the dead shall rise, righteous meet in the sky
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| Going where no one dies, Heavenward bound!
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| Troubles will soon be o’er, happy forever more
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| When we meet on that shore, free from all care
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| Rising up in the sky, telling this world goodbye
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| Homeward we then will fly, glory to share
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| Jesus is coming soon, morning or night or noon
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| Many will meet their doom, trumpets will sound
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| All of the dead shall rise, righteous meet in the sky
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| Going where no one dies, Heavenward bound!
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| Troubles will soon be o’er, happy forever more
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| When we meet on that shore, free from all care
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| Rising up in the sky, telling this world goodbye
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| Homeward we then will fly, glory to share |