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, I¡¦ll be there.
Refrain
When the roll, is called up yonder,
When
the roll, is called up yonder,
When the roll, is called up
yonder,
When the roll is called up yonder I¡¦ll 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, I¡¦ll be there.
Refrain
Let us labour 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, I¡¦ll be there.
Refrain
