At the Great Roll Call in Heaven

When the Lord shall call His peo­ple

All to­ge­ther ’round the throne

Some day

some­where

To re­ward with crowns of glo­ry

And avow them as His own

Then I’ll be there.

I’ll be there

I’ll be there

At the great roll call in Heav­en I’ll be there;

I’ll be there

I’ll be there

At the great roll call in Heav­en I’ll be there.

Tho’ my steps may some­times fal­ter

As I jour­ney thro’ the world

T’ward home so fair;

When the pil­grim­age is ended

And the ban­ners all are furled

Then I’ll be there.

When the har­vest shall be ga­thered

And the reap­ers raise their song

Their joy I’ll share;

When the migh­ty choirs of Heav­en

Shall their me­lo­dy pro­long

Then I’ll be there.

Those I love will be with Jesus

In their robes of spot­less white

In beau­ty rare;

They were love­ly in the shadow

They are fair­er in the light

And I’ll be there

So I work for my Re­deem­er

With a smile up­on my face;

Away with care!

For I know that when they call my name

By His amaz­ing grace

I shall be there.