Behold, I Tell You a Mystery / The Trumpet Shall Sound by George Fredrick Handel — Lyrics

RECITATIVE FOR BASS Behold, I tell you a mystery; we shall not all sleep, but we shall all be chang'd in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. AIR FOR BASS The trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible; the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised, be raised incorruptible, be raised incorruptible, and we shall be chang'd, and we shall be chang'd. The trumpet shall sound, the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised, be raised incorruptible, be raised incorruptible, and we shall be chang'd, be chang'd, and we shall be chang'd, and we shall be chang'd, we shall be chang'd, and we shall be chang'd, and we shall be chang'd, we shall be chang'd, and we shall be chang'd, we shall be chang'd. For this corruptible must put on incorruption, for this corruptible must put on, must put on, must put on incorruption; and this mortal must put on immortality, and this mortal must put on immortality, and this mortal must put on immortality.