We will not sleep at the last trumpet's cry 
 But we'll be changed in the blink of an eye 
 The trumpet will sound and the dead will be raised 
 We'll join our Redeemer; and worship and praise 

 The heavens will be shaken, the sun will be dark 
 But our trust is in Him, our refuge and ark 
 Then all eyes will see Him return in the sky 
 And we will be with Him, never to die 

 This will be our story 
 This will be our song 
 Praising our great Saviour 
 All the day long 

 Death is defeated, there is no sting 
 But victory is ours through the cross of our King 
 So each day we're given, whatever the pain, 
 We know that our labour is never in vain 

 This will be our story 
 This will be our song 
 Praising our great Saviour 
 All the day long