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419 – Soon Shall the Trump of God

1

Soon shall the trump of God

Give out the welcome sound,

That shakes death’s silent chamber walls,

And breaks the turf sealed ground.

2

You dwellers in the dust,

Awake, come forth, and sing;

Sharp has your frost of winter been,

But bright shall be your spring.

3

‘Twas sown in weakness here;

‘Twill then be raised in power;

That which was sown in earthly seed

Shall rise a heav’nly flower.