I hear the sound of a mighty rushing wind
And it’s closer now than it’s ever been
I can almost hear the trumpet as Gabriel sounds the chord
At the midnight cry we’ll be going home.
When Jesus steps out on a cloud to call his children
The dead in Christ shall rise to meet Him in the air
And then those that remain shall be quickly changed
At the midnight cry we’ll be going home.
I look around me I see prophecies fulfilled
The signs of the times they’re appearing everywhere
I can almost see the Father as he says "Son, go get my children"
At the midnight cry, the bride of Christ will rise.
At the midnight cry when Jesus comes again
At the midnight cry, when Jesus comes again
At the midnight cry we'll be going home.
- Michael English
And at midnight there was a cry made, Behold, the bridegroom cometh; go ye out to meet him. Matthew 25:6
