FEAST OF TRUMPETS - Sound The Alarm

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FEAST OF TRUMPETS – Sound the Alarm by Bro H

Verse 1 The city sleeps beneath the wall The night is thick, the hour late Oil lamps flicker, hearts grow dull They say there’s time, but time won’t wait On the tower stands the watchman Eyes fixed past the fading light He lifts the horn with trembling hands And splits the silence of the night Pre-Chorus If the warning’s never spoken Blood is on the silent tongue If the sound is heard and answered Mercy’s still within our reach Chorus Sound the alarm, lift the horn Let it shake the gates and ground This is not a song of comfort This is truth that makes a sound Sound the alarm, don’t delay Judgment’s not a distant cry Hear the call, return, prepare The King is drawing nigh Verse 2 Once the trumpet called us forward Once it gathered every tribe Once it moved the camp in order Once it told us when to rise But now the sound is treated lightly Drowned by laughter, traded peace They say the wall will always stand While the cracks grow wide and deep Chorus Sound the alarm, lift the horn Let it echo through the land This is not a call for panic It’s a call to understand Sound the alarm, don’t ignore Every blast is mercy’s voice Choose to hear, choose to turn Before the silence makes the choice Verse 3 He warned the cities, warned the leaders Warned the faithful, warned the proud Some repented, some grew angry Some said nothing’s wrong here now But every word was spoken early Before the door was shut and sealed No one fell without a warning No one judged without appeal Blow it once — to wake the sleeper Blow it twice — to call the own Blow it loud — to shake the nations Blow it long — the King has come Sound the alarm, lift the horn Let the truth be clearly heard This is love that refuses silence This is grace that speaks a word Sound the alarm, stand your ground Watchman, don’t come down in fear If they hear, the blood is lifted If they mock, your hands are clear Outro The sound has gone out The choice is made Blessed are those Who heard and obeyed