Soon Shall the Trump of God

1Soon shall the trump of God
Give out the welcome sound,
That shakes death's silent chamber walls,
And breaks the turf-sealed ground.

2You dwellers in the dust,
Awake, come forth, and sing;
Sharp has your frost been, but bright
Shall rise a heavenly spring.

3'Twas sown in weakness here,
'Twill then be raised in power;
That which was sown an earthly seed
Shall rise a heavenly flower.