I always chuckle when a pre-trib church includes the hymn "It is well with my soul" in the service. Horatio G. Spafford (1873) wrote the words. Here's an interesting excerpt: He says that his faith will be sight when the clouds are rolled back as a scroll, the trump resounds, and the Lord descends. In other words, he doesn't actually see the Lord until He returns in this way. Spafford is quoting Revelation and Matthew... And when does the sky recede like a scroll?