We will see Jesus at midnight,
Be like a watchman on the wall,
And woe to you if you’re not right,
Soon we will hear the trumpet call.
We’re looking forward to the ride,
The Groom will take away His Bride.

Pain, sorrows you will face ahead,
This world is blinded by the Lie,
But words of courage we can spread,
Because we're looking at the sky.
We’ll soon be standing by His side,
The Groom will take away His Bride.