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When
When the roll is called up yonder,
(If any roll there be) —
And the saints have ceased to ponder,
(If any saints there be) —
I'll be there to share the story
Of that everlasting glory,
(I'll be there, maybe).
Poems on the topic: saints
Poems on the topic “saints” on PoemShip.
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