Hear the voice of one crying in the desert
Prepare for the coming of the Lord
Hear the rattling of dry bones in the valley
Awakening to the calling of the Lord
Hear the marching of the coming king of glory
It’s the God of the armies of heaven
Ring the bell oh you coastlands his angels fill the sky
Sound the trumpet the king is here
Come welcome the king, The Lord strong and mighty
Come welcome the king, Victorious in battle
Come welcome the King, Marching out in splendor
Come welcome the king,-The LORD of hosts is her
Hear the sound of the groaning of creation
Longing for the sons of God to be revealed
Discern the times discern the changing of the seasons
Wash your robes in the blood of the lamb
Hear a wind storm from heaven hear a wind storm of the spirit
A mighty wind blows across the seas.
Awaken you coastlands his glory fills the sky
Sound the trumpet the king is here
The trumpet sounds the angels go out
On the four winds he gathers his people
Let the earth rejoice; the coastlands be glad
Joyful praise sung from land and sea
Come awaken to the promise
Come awaken to the sound
Awake oh sleeper rise from your bed
Give glory to the king of kings
Come awaken too his word set before you
Give glory to the name of the Lord
