1 The last lovely morning,
All blooming and fair,
Is fast onward fleeting,
And soon will appear;

Chorus:
While the mighty, mighty, mighty trump
Sounds, "Come, come away!"
O, let us be ready
To hail that glad day!

2 And when that bright morning
In splendor shall dawn,
Our tears will be ended,
Our sorrows all gone. [Chorus]

3 The Bridegroom from glory
To earth shall descend,
Ten thousand bright angels
Around him attend. [Chorus]

4 The graves will be opened,
The saints will arise,
And with the Redeemer
Mount up to the skies. [Chorus]

5 The saints, then immortal,
In glory shall reign;
The Bride with the Bridegroom
Forever remain. [Chorus]