For the end of all things draws near.

We shall praise the Lord.

He chose us for this time, to stand firm in His promises.

We shall praise the Lord.

The prophesies are being fulfilled all around us.

We shall praise the Lord.

The enemy is plotting its next move.

We shall praise the Lord.

The trumpet sounds.

The dead hear the voice of Jesus.

We shall praise the Lord.

With a shout like the voice of an archangel. We hear, “Come up here!”

In the clouds, gathered and celebrating. We shall Ever Praise the Lord!

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