Sound the Trumpet


Sound of a Trumpet in the sky,

For our Lord has come from high,

He came down, to pay our price,

Rise and follow Jesus.



He is Lord of Lord of Lords,

He is Lord of Lord of Lords,

He is Lord of Lord of Lords,

Rise and follow Jesus.



See the bridge where Love was met,

No finer Soul has been of yet,

With our souls in credit set,

To rise and follow Jesus.


The lion of the Holy land,

The power of God's right hand,

Upon this rock, I make my stand,

Rise and follow Jesus.


The hopes of man, he stands alone,

The sins of man, he takes on prone,

The debt of man, is in his groan,

Rise and follow Jesus.


He never let the devil sing,

For he is our eternal King,

Grace, Love and Peace he brings,

Who follows our Lord Jesus.


No more we'll follow men again,

Doctrines instead of our God's plan, 

Let our cries fill our glens,

Rise and follow Jesus.


  • orchidee

    Good write Gavin. I can't see the clip - there is an error message.

    • Gavin

      Thank you for the comment

      I dont know why it has done that.
      It was a link to the music it was written to.

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