I declare to you, brothers, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed -- in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. Click on photo for website. (CLICK ON TITLE TO HEAR SONG) WHATCHA GONNA DO? by The Calvarymen You may believe in evolution, And you may think God is dead; You may not believe in Calvary. You may think that His returning Is only in our head, But there'll come a day That you just won't believe. Whatcha gonna do When the graves start bursting open? Whatcha gonna do When the saints all start to fly? Whatcha gonna do When you're one day late for hoping? Whatcha gonna do When the Christians say good-bye? You may think we're phony, Under some kind of spell, That when we pray It's just a waste of time; You may think we're crazy It's just a fairy tale; When Gabriel blows, It's gonna blow your mind. Whatcha gonna do When the graves start bursting open? Whatcha gonna do When the saints all start to fly? Whatcha gonna do When you're one day late for hoping? Whatcha gonna do When the Christians say good-bye? Whatcha gonna do When the graves start bursting open? Whatcha gonna do When the saints all start to fly? Whatcha gonna do When you're one day late for hoping? Whatcha gonna do When the Christians say good-bye? Whatcha gonna do When the Christians say good-bye? |