There will be a brighter tomorrow someday
I'll look up and the clouds will move away
And when I hear that trumpet's loud blast
I will know that Jesus has returned at last.
There will be a brighter tomorrow someday
When I'll see Jesus in His glorified array
All God's children will be taken up in the air
Others will be confessing and saying prayers
There will be a brighter tomorrow someday
I'll be watching, waiting; I won't be afraid
It will be a great Heaven going home time
And I pray to Jesus no one gets left behind. |
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