VERSE 1
I can hear the sound of His coming everywhere
In the headlines resounding by the score
It may be another earthquake or just another war
But to every child of God it's something more
And when I hear the sound of marching
Hear the song of battle cry
Then I know my Lord is coming
Even now it may be nigh
CHORUS
And I can hear the sound of His coming everywhere
They're getting louder and louder each day
And they'll crescendo until that great and final sound
When the trumpet shall call me away
VERSE 2
I can hear the sound of fig leaves
Rustling in the summer breeze
As I see the Lord restore Jerusalem
And I can hear a sound from heaven
As a rushing mighty wind
As God pours His spirit out upon all men
And when I hear revival sounds
Not just here but everywhere
Then I know it's almost over
I can feel it in the air
CHORUS
And I can hear the sound of His coming everywhere
They're getting louder and louder each day
And they'll crescendo until that great and final sound
When the trumpet shall call me away
TAG
And they'll crescendo until that great and final sound
When the trumpet shall call me away
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Yesterday our services were geared to Going Home to Heaven... I love my church and pastor and just praising God... I want to be praising Him the very moment He comes for His bride. Today, I was feeling tired and trying to remember to be thankful, and along comes this old song on the radio that I haven't heard since I was up north. I just had to make sure I shared it.
I am still expecting.... are you???
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