The last thing that I remember
I think it was mid-December
I rolled out of bed to take on another day
Of bills to pay.

Oh, I should have noticed the signs
When reading the morning headlines
But all I could see was what mattered then and there
Like what to wear.

Before I left for work, I kissed my wife and kids goodbye
Then fumbling for my keys, my eyes were drawn up to the sky.

Sky is blackened, could it be a thunderstorm?
It looks like rain.
Wind is twirling, clouds are swirling.
Could it be a hurricane?

I pulled myself together
And said it was just the weather
Cause I never dreamed it could be my final day
To live that way.
Yeah, I went to church on Sundays
Believed there was only one way
But when it began I guess I was in denial
For just a while.

So, I turned on the radio to occupy my mind
But as I drove to work, my thoughts were pulled back to the sky.

Sky is blackened, could it be a thunderstorm?
It looks like rain
Wind is twirling, clouds are swirling.
Could it be a hurricane?

Then suddenly, the sun eclipsed
And tremors struck the ground.

As brilliant light had split the sky
I heard the trumpet sound.

Hallelujah, Halle-Hallelujah
Oh, the angels sang
Hallelujah, Halle-Hallelujah.
Finally redeemed
Hallelujah, Halle-Hallelujah.
Prophecy fulfilled
Jesus is revealed.

Hallelujah, Halle-Hallelujah
Oh, the angels sang
Hallelujah, Halle-Hallelujah.
Finally redeemed
Hallelujah, Halle-Hallelujah.
Prophecy fulfilled
Jesus is revealed.

Revelation
Revelation
Revelation
Revelation
Amen

WORDS BY: DAVID PHELPS MUSIC BY: DAVID PHELPS AND CHRIS HARRIS © 2004 Wordspring Music, Inc., Soulwriter Music Company, Inc. (adm. By Wordspring Music, Inc.) (SESAC) / Fun Attic Music (ASCAP)

Behind the Song:
"I’m thrilled about this song because musically, it’s a piece that I’ve spent a lot of time and effort to write. It represents a lot of what I love about music because it contains some classical elements, but it’s definitely got a lot of rock-and-roll in it too. The song is a bit like a rock opera in that it tells a story about a guy on the morning of what turns out to be the second coming of Christ. It’s interesting to conjecture what that wonderful and mysterious day may really be like." - David Phelps