Yes sir I have, many times. I still expect that to happen.
Really? Then where does your millennium fit in? Or are you now telling us that it inaugurates eternity? In which case, your problems have just multiplied exponentially.
I assume you paid special attn to the last few lines of your poem:
Then the time of our frail planet
Will be said to be complete.
How the wicked will be wailing,
And the righteous overjoyed,
When with fire the heavens are burning,
And the earth shall be destroyed. While false prophets are confiding
In a foolish, erring dream
Of millennial enjoyments, They neglect the cleansing stream. Oh, poor sinner, don't believe them,
There will be no age to come; If in life you find not Jesus,
Death will seal your awful doom.
Or did their Finalist sentiment escape your notice? More likely, perhaps, another example of your strange habit of quoting sources with which you disagree.
And yes, I most assuredly love trumpets. My son plays them.