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<h2>IN THE TWINKLING OF AN EYE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“We will all be changed—in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye…For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed.” 1 Corinthians 15:51-52</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_r_crosby_fj.html" target="_blank">Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby</a> (1820-1915).
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_k_i_kirkpatrick_wj.html" target="_blank">William James Kirkpatrick</a> (1838-1921) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_t_w_twinklin.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>When the trump of the great archangel<br>
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Its mighty tones shall sound,<br>
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And, the end of the age proclaiming,<br>
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Shall pierce the depths profound;<br>
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When the Son of Man shall come in His glory<br>
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To take the saints on high,<br>
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What a shouting in the skies from the multitudes that rise,<br>
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Changed in the twinkling of an eye.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p class="refrain">Changed in the twinkling of an eye,<br>
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Changed in the twinkling of an eye,<br>
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The trumpet shall sound, the dead shall be raised,<br>
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Changed in the twinkling of an eye.</p>
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<p>When He comes in the clouds descending,<br>
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And they who loved Him here,<br>
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From their graves shall awake and praise Him<br>
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With joy and not with fear;<br>
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When the body and the soul are united,<br>
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And clothed no more to die,<br>
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What a shouting there will be when each other’s face we see,<br>
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Changed in the twinkling of an eye.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>O the seed that was sown in weakness<br>
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Shall then be raised in pow’r<br>
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And the songs of the blood bought millions<br>
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Shall hail that blissful hour;<br>
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When we gather safely home in the morning,<br>
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And night’s dark shadows fly,<br>
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What a shouting on the shore when we meet to part no more,<br>
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Changed in the twinkling of an eye.</p>
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