When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
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And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair
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When the saved word shall gather over on the other shore
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And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there
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When the roll is called up yonder
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When the roll is called up yonder
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When the roll is called up yonder
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when the roll is called up yonder I'll be there
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On that bright and cloudless morning
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when the dead in Christ shall rise
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And the glory of his resurrection share
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When His chosen ones shall gather
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to their home beyond the skies
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And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there
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When the roll is called up yonder
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When the roll is called up yonder
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When the roll is called up yonder
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when the roll is called up yonder I'll be there
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When the roll is called up yonder
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When the roll is called up yonder
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When the roll is called up yonder
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when the roll is called up yonder I'll be there
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When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder
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| Alan Jackson |
