When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound

Hymns #983

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 earth shall gather
over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder,

I’ll be there.
When the roil … 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.

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 home beyond the skies,
And the roll is called up yonder,

I’ll be there.

3) Let me labour for the Master from the dawn till setting sun,
Let me talk of all His wondrous
love and care ;
Then, when all of life is over, and my
work on earth is done,
And the roll is called up yonder,
I’ll be there.