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