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

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

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