Just in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye,
when the last trumpet sounds,
for the trumpet will sound,
and the dead will be raised imperishable
and we shall be changed as well.
That is why we sing:
Death is swallowed up in victory!
Alleluia, alleluia!
O death, where is your victory?
Alleluia, alleluia!
O death, where is your sting?
Alleluia, alleluia!
The sting of death is sin,
and sin gets power from the law,
but we overcome all this through our Lord Jesus Christ.
That is why we sing:
Death is swallowed up in victory!
Alleluia, alleluia!
O death, where is your victory?
Alleluia, alleluia!
O death, where is your sting?
Alleluia, alleluia!
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
Brothers, I remind you
of the Good News
that I preached to you,
the same that I received;
that Christ died for our sins,
according to the Scriptures,
that he was raised to life,
according to the Scriptures,
that he appeared to Peter,
then to the Twelve,
then, to more than five hundred brothers at once,
and last of all, he appeared to me.
That is why we sing…

A sower went out to sow
and some of the seed fell on the road.
The birds came down, they ate it up,
they devoured it,
they devoured it.
A sower went out to sow
and some of the seed fell on the rock.
A sower went out to sow,
and some of the seed fell on the rock.
The sun came out and dried it up:
it had no soil,
it had no soil.
A sower went out to sow
and some of the seed fell among thorns.
A sower went out to sow
and some of the seed fell among thorns.
The seeds grew, the thorns grew,
they stifled it,
they stifled it.
A sower went out to sow
and some of the seed fell on the soil.
A sower went out to sow
and some of the seed fell on the soil.
It bore fruit, some thirtyfold,
some sixtyfold,
and some a hundred.
He who has ears
and wants to hear,
listen,
listen:
Don’t be the road,
don’t be the road,
don’t be the rock,
don’t be the rock,
don’t be the thorns,
don’t be the thorns,
but be the soil,
the good soil,
where Jesus
may grow,
where Jesus
may grow.