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 called up yonder, Ill be there.
Refrain
When the roll, is called up yon-der,
When the roll, is called up yon-der,
When the roll, is called up yon-der,
When the roll is called up yonder Ill be there.
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, Ill be there.
Refrain
Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting
sun,
Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care;
Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is
done,
And the roll is called up yonder, Ill be there.
Refrain