Can you hear the royal roar, the fanfare’s blaze,
When Jesus storms a sphere of earth or sky?
Angels blast on trumpets forged in praise,
Gold and gems aglow, their notes soar high!
Celestial tunes, a torrent wild and free,
Burst forth to hail the King of Kings’ advance,
Jubilant swells of Heaven’s symphony,
Resound where Christ, our Lord, ignites the dance.

Flowers flare, a riot of sudden bloom,
Emerald trees bend low in verdant bow,
Wild beasts, once fierce, now hum a gentle tune,
Their voices rise, in worship soft and slow.
O redeemed, behold the triumph’s vivid gleam,
A majestic thought, a victory unfurled—
When Savior, Friend, and King of all our dreams,
Strides in, heralded by trumpets of the world!