"Gathered as One"
When trumpets sound, the veil of night will flee.The earth shall rest, her labors all complete.
No pride shall stand, no haughty soul compete.
The Lamb shall reign in perfect majesty.
Within the hush, the meek shall hear His word.
Their names are carved upon the living stone.
The fire refines what once was flesh and bone.
In Zion’s light, one faith, one heart is stirred.
Let nations wake, their sleeping hearts arise.
The field is white beneath the dawning flame.
The Bridegroom calls, the pure shall bear His name.
Each vow restored, each soul made wholly wise.
The lost are found, their joy forever sung.
In Him all worlds are gathered and made one.
Content based upon D&C 115-120
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