At the sounding of the drum When the saints are gathered home We will greet each other by the crystal sea With the friends and all the loved ones They're awaiting us to come What a gathering of the faithful that will be! What a gathering, gathering it will be At the sounding of the glorious jubilee What a gathering, gathering it will be What a gathering of the faithful that will be! Ah At the sounding of the trumpet When the saints are gathered home When the golden harps are sounding And the angel bands proclaim We will greet each other by the crystal sea By the sea, crystal sea