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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.
James M. Black
Blessed are you, oh lord--our God: king of the universe -- whom has this in his universe.
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