when the last bell sounds it's tone across the landscape
that our human ears will ever hear,
when the last new life is brought forth into the light of day...
when the last time we must say goodbye to a loved one is at hand
and we must embrace our aching goodbye...
when the last season has made her mark on this landscape
and we stand to feel this knowledge,
when the last sunset has met the last sunrise
with her her golden glow..
before all of these come to pass,
in the very instant before their ceasing,
we shall hear a mighty trumpet blast..
the sharp report of that first note shall signal
that death has lost, and Faith has won...
that goodness and Love have swept away
any mountain, any enemy
before we fall, we shall be wrapped in Peace,
and we shall know we are safe at last...