Final Hymn

It feels safe Until the wrath of God Bursts the sky in flames He stands on the Final Day Those who mocked will have to give an answer To the King of Glory When He comes Home Feels safe until the wrath of God Bursts the sky in flames Then the One who sits upon the Throne Will stand on the Final Day Those who mocked will have to give an answer To the King of Glory When He comes Home Fear the day when the Lamb of God Will open all the graves When the angel with trumpet call Will shout, He’s on His way Those who mocked are headed for disaster They’ll face the King of Glory When He comes Home Nowhere to run from the wrath that’s on it’s way Nowhere to hide or escape on judgement day Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide Fear the day when the Lamb of God Will burst the sky in flames Then the One who sits upon the Throne Will stand on the Final Day Those who mocked are headed for disaster They’ll face the King of Glory When He comes Home Nowhere to run from the wrath that’s on it’s way Nowhere to hide Can’t escape or wait to talk to the Lord on some other day Nowhere to run Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide Nowhere to run and hide The Wrath of God has come Nowhere to run and hide The Lamb of God has come Nowhere to run and hide The Lamb of God has come Nowhere to run and hide The Wrath of God has come Nowhere to run and hide The Lamb of God has come Nowhere to run and hide