What A Gath'ring That Will Be

by John H. Kurzenknabe

At the sounding of the trumpet, when the saints are gathered home,
We will greet each other by the crystal sea;
When the Lord himself from heaven to his glory bids them come,
What gath'ring of the faithful that will be!

When the angel of the Lord proclaims that time shall be no more,
We shall gather, and the saved and ransomed see;
Then to meet again together, on the bright, celestial shore,
What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be!

At the great and final Judgment, when the hidden comes to light,
When the Lord in all his glory we shall see;
At the bidding of our Saviour, "Come, ye blessed, to my right,"
What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be!

When the golden harps are sounding, and the angel bands proclaim
In triumphant strains the glorious jubilee;
Then to meet and join to sing the song of Moses and the Lamb,
What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be!

Chorus

What a gath'ring, gath'ring,
At the sounding of the glorious jubilee!
What a gath'ring, gath'ring,
What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be!