When the Roll Is Called Up Yonder
James M. Black was a Sunday school teacher and president of the young people’s society in a church in Canada, when he was quite young himself.
One evening at a
consecration meeting, when each member answered the roll call by
repeating a Scripture text, a girl failed to respond. This situation
brought the thought to Black’s mind—although the thought was not
theologically sound—that it would be a very sad thing if our names
were called from the Lamb’s Book of Life in heaven and we should be
absent.
When Black reached
his house, his wife saw that he was deeply troubled and questioned him
about his problem, but he did not reply. In fifteen minutes a new song
came to his mind. He then went to the piano and played the music just as
you will find it in the hymnbooks today—note for note. It has never
been changed.
When
the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more,
When
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
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.
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 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.
Chorus 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.
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