Throughout the blare of sounding trumpets,
And mighty charging steeds,
Thy voice, as clear as rushing waters.
Fills all my spirit's needs.
Almighty God whose heart is tempered
With perfect love divine,
Through all this world's great upheaval,
Does Thy pure mercy shine!
Far above clouds and lightning flashes,
Thou'rt seated on Thy throne;
And Thou art weighing all the nations,
Who are with discord sown.
Out of war's great tribulation.
Good shall come from ill,
For when the fires of hate are quenched
Man shall obey Thy will.
I hear the sound of joybells pealing
Throughout the starlit sky;
And angel voices glad acclaiming,
That Thou, O God, art nigh.
Look up, O war-torn earth, rejoice!
And hearts filled with despair!
For God's great reign of love is coming,
To banish every care.
