Problems fill my thoughts and mind;
I let the winds of worry consume me.
By not praying my heart grew cold.
Forgive me for forgetting who You are.

Your returning trumpet will sound.
The archangel’s voice will be heard.
All will see You descend from heaven.
The triumphant returning holy King.

You are our Creator, Lord and Savior.
You are in Your glorious, holy temple.
Your majesty will fill the earth and sky.
The whole earth will be silent before You.

Because of Jesus, Amen.