Sons of Abraham

Sons of Abraham come, gather
The Harvest Time is near.
Messiah's come to claim His Bride
The ending signs are clear.
Come, gather sons of Abraham
Wait for the shofar's call
For soon the Earth will tremble and,
Jerusalem will fall.
Oh scattered sons of Abraham
Come, gather all your men.
And lift your voice in worship songs
For she will rise again.
You faithful sons of Abraham
Cast your eyes up high.
And feel the thunder as He nears
And hear the shofar cry.
Heed! Nation sons of Abraham
The Horses soon will ride
The Angels soon will sound their horns
Soon will descend the Bride
So gather to your breast dear Sons
Your loved ones from the Land
For Truth is due to conquer all
When comes the Son of Man.