Som da Trombeta

I hear from above a voice of thunder
All peoples, races, and tribes will come
To the sound of the king
I see the sun of hope rising
The voice of injustice and evil, judgment silenced
To the sound of the king

I hear the sound of the trumpet playing
Christ comes to fetch his bride
I hear the sound of joy arriving
The day comes and I will celebrate

I hear the sound of the trumpet playing
I hear the sound of joy arriving

The blind will behold your face
And the deaf will dance to the sound of justice to the king
And all will see
That the day of the kingdom of heaven has already come
And the blood of Christ has purified his bride
Love has triumphed

The deaf will hear and the blind will dance
Upon seeing your face
The righteous will reign and the bride will dance
Upon seeing your face