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.
 
 
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 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 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.
 
 
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 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.
 
 
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