[Verse 1]
There is a sound
Like a roar of thunder
Like the rushing waters
Like harpists with a song
[Verse 2]
There is a voice
That echoes through the ages
Like dancers to a cadence
Like poets with a psalm
[Pre-Chorus]
Fear God
Give Him glory
[Chorus]
There is a Lamb
Crowned in pure gold
He'll come on the clouds
With trumpets and shouts to gather us home
[Verse 3]
And now is the time
The wheat is ripe for threshing
The grapes are full for treading
The wedding feasts at hand
There is a sound
Like a roar of thunder
Like the rushing waters
Like harpists with a song
[Verse 2]
There is a voice
That echoes through the ages
Like dancers to a cadence
Like poets with a psalm
[Pre-Chorus]
Fear God
Give Him glory
[Chorus]
There is a Lamb
Crowned in pure gold
He'll come on the clouds
With trumpets and shouts to gather us home
[Verse 3]
And now is the time
The wheat is ripe for threshing
The grapes are full for treading
The wedding feasts at hand
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