When the Lord of Hosts Appears
Are you listening for the trumpet call?
Are you ready for the Lord at all?
Very soon He’s coming for His bride
Are you yearning for His presence deep inside?]
Do you have the oil you need for the burning of your light?
Do you know that He could come in the middle of the night?
Surely you are watching, reaching toward that day
When the Lord of hosts appears and we all fly away
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