Lyrics

I shall stand with the saved by His grace,
When He comes, I shall look on His face;
And His likeness I’ll bear,
And a bright crown shall wear,
When my Savior shall call the roll.

Refrain

When He calls the roll,
When He calls the roll,
When my Savior calls the roll in the sky,
When He calls the roll,
When He calls the roll,
I shall meet Him in the clouds on high.

I shall sing the sweet song of the blood,
I shall wear the great name of my Lord,
In the city of gold,
With its glories untold,
When my Savior shall call the roll.

Refrain

All my work will be tried in His light,
No more shadows shall darken my sight;
And the Savior I own
Will be King on a throne,
In the day when He calls the roll.

Refrain