For the Bride

The Trumpets will Blare for All,
First, Dead in Jesus, hears Call,
Then Reborn, still living, Arise,
Left Behind, filled with Suprise.

For the Bride
By Arley Steinhour 022515

Soon we'll hear the Trumpets blow,
Alert, Alert, and the Saved will know,
Up, in the Clouds, that fateful day,
For the Bride, Jesus comes our way.

In blink of eye, the dead arise,
Then, the living, some surprise,
When suddenly soaring in the air,
With no other feeling, to compare.

High in the clouds, awaits the Groom,
It's Jesus, our God, risen from tomb,
With joy, we start everlasting life,
Bride of God, free of Tribulation's Strife.

Witness Faith, to young and old,
To earn Reward, better than Gold,
Lovingly, share Jesus, our only 'Stay,'
So unsaved repent, before that Day.

AMEN