When the trumpet of Lord the shall sound and time shall be no more
And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair
When the saved word shall gather over on the other shore
And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there
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 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
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

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