When the Roll Is Called Up Yonder

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

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.

Transcribed by Les Wraight from record sleeve