Lo, I tell you a mystery
When Jesus shall come, we shall not be the same!
We shall all be changed in a moment
In a twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet
We shall all stand before the great white Throne
To receive our judgement, for the things we have done
Knowing therefore the terror of the Lord,
We persuade all men to serve the Lord!
Therefore my beloved brethren
Be ye steadfast, unmovable
Always abounding in the work of the Lord
For your labor in the lord is not in vain!
When the trumpet shall sound,
And the dead in Christ shall be raised
And the glory of the Lord shall be seen
Then we all shall say...
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
We all shall say
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
We all shall say
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
Whoa oooh oh
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
Therefore my beloved brethren
Be ye steadfast, unmovable
Always abounding in the work of the Lord
For your labor in the lord is not in vain!
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
We all shall say
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
Whoa oooh oh
Death! Where is your victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
Oh no, oh, Death! Where is your victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
We all shall say
Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
We all shall say, ay, Death! Where is thy victory?
Grave! Where is thy sting?
We all shall say
Death! Where is thy victory?
And Grave! Where is your sting?
We all shall say, ay
Death! Where is your victory?
And Grave! Where is thy sting?
We all shall say
Death! Where is your victory?
Grave! Where is your sting?