And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more And the morning breaks eternal, bright and fair The chosen ones will gather over on the other shore On that bright and cloudless morning

When the roll is called up yonder When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair When the