John Michael Talbot The Last Trumpet
At the last trumpet
We'll sing hallelujah
At the last trumpet
We'll be a lovely bride
At the last trumpet we'll sing
Hallelujah to the King
And be found faithful
In the tendin' of His vine
Let me tell my story
Once upon a time, there was a vineyard
A Father planted with a care so fine
And He left it to the care of His children
To bring forth fruits fit for His finest wine
At the last trumpet
They'd sing hallelujah
At thе last trumpet
They'd be His lovеly bride
At the last trumpet, they'd sing
Hallelujah to the King
And be found faithful
In the tendin' of His vine
Can't you see we are
The children of His vineyard?
And while His wine
Is His blessing to the earth
If we live life lookin'
For an empty blessing
Can't you see we'll taste
The fullness of His curse
Are we soon forgetting
How to prune and till His vineyard?
Are we forgetting
How to gather out the stones?
Until the harvest surely sown
Within a Father's trust
Tell me, children
Will it grow up all in thorns?
At the last trumpet
Will we sing hallelujah?
At the last trumpet
Will we be a lovely bride?
At the last trumpet, will we sing
Hallelujah to the King
And be found faithful
In the tendin' of the vine?
We do believe it!
At the last trumpet
We'll sing hallelujah
At the last trumpet
We'll be a lovely bride
At the last trumpet, we'll sing
Hallelujah to the King
And be found faithful
In the tendin' of the vine
We do believe!
We don't care what today may bring
We'll be faithful to the Lord
In the tribulation we can sing
And be faithful to the Lord
The Holy Spirit brings the strength
To be faithful to the Lord
So, in the vineyard, we can surely be
To be faithful to the Lord
We'll be faithful to the Lord
We'll be faithful to the Lord
We'll be faithful to the Lord
At the last trumpet
We'll sing hallelujah
At the last trumpet
We'll be a lovely bride
At the last trumpet, we'll sing
Hallelujah to the King
And be found faithful
In the tendin' of the vine
We do believe it!
We do believe it!
We do believe it!
