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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 the earth shall gather
Over on the other shore,
And when the roll is called up yonder,
I'll be there.
R- When the roll is called up yonder, (3)
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 homes beyond the skies,
And the roll is called up yonder,
I'll be there
3- 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 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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