When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound When the roll is called up

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 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,

I’ll be there. Refrain