1. When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound
And time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair;
When the, saved of earth
shall gather over on the other shore,
And the roll is call'd up yonder I'll be there.
When the roll.... is called up yon... der,
When the roll.... is called up yonder,
When the roll.... is called up yon der,
When the roll.... is called up yonder, I'll be there
2. On that bright and cloudless morning,
When the dead in Christ shall rise
And the glory of His resurrection share;
When His chosen ones shall
gather to their home beyond the skies.
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there,
3. Let me labour for the Master From the dawn till setting sun,
Let me talk of all His wondrous love and care;
Then when all of life is over and
my work on earth is done,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
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