
Author: Edward Denny Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: Hark to the trump! Behold, it breaks Lyrics:
1 Hark to the trump! Behold, it breaks
The sleep of ages now:
And lo! the light of glory shines
On many aching brow.
2 Changed in a moment—raised to life,
The quick, the dead arise,
Responsive to the angel’s voice
That calls us to the skies.
3 Ascending through the crowded air,
On eagle’s wings we soar;
To dwell in the full joy of love,
And sorrow there no more.
4 Undazzled by the glorious light
Of that belovèd brow,
We see, without a single cloud,
We see the Savior now!
5 O Lord, the bright and blessèd hope
That cheered us through the past,
Of full eternal rest in Thee,
Is all fulfilled at last.
6 The cry of sorrow here is hushed,
The voice of prayer is o’er;*
’Tis needless now—for Lord, we crave
Thy gracious help no more.
7 Praise, endless praise alone becomes
This bright and blessèd place,
Where every eye beholds unveiled
The mysteries of Thy grace.
Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Hymns and Poems (London: James Nisbet, 1849)
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