When the Sun is two bows’ length,
When the heat will not subside
.
Shade us by Your Throne, O Lord
Shade us by Your Throne.
.
On the day the Horn erupts
While the living ones devise
.
Shade us by Your throne O Lord,
Shade us by Your throne.
.
When the Trump is blown again
And the souls are unified,
On the day the Trump summons
All that are and all that were,
Naked, sweating, trembling
None can flee the summoning,
.
Shade us by Your throne O Lord
Shade us by Your throne.