The trumpet is polished
To a brilliant shine
The clock is ticking
Toward closing time
Angels are waiting
To hear that shout
That trumpet will sound
To call the Saints out
All heaven will break loose
The angels will cheer
'Cause they know that day
Is finally here
And the marriage feast
They rush to prepare
To welcome the Saints
That Jesus wants there
Wedding clothes are laid out
The table is spread
Awaiting the bride
For the groom to wed
The guest all arrive
To celebrate
Then the door is closed
To those that come late
While on earth down below
God's wrath is poured out
His judgment begins
'Gainst evil and doubt
His time of reckoning
Is now at hand
His judgment begins
Against fallen man