This could be the dawning
Of that grand and glorious morning
Oh this could be the dawning of that day!
A parade began at Calvary
The saints of all the ages fill its ranks
O’er the sands of time they’re marching
To their King’s great coronation
And this could be the dawning of that day!
Oh this could be the dawning
Of that grand and glorious day
When the face of Jesus we behold
Dreams and hopes of all the ages
Are awaiting His returning
And this could be dawning of that day!
Nothing here holds their allegiance
They’re not bound by shackles
Forged of earthly gold
Since that day they knelt at Calvary
They’ve been pilgrims ever wandering
Just looking for a place to rest their souls
Oh this could be the dawning
Of that grand and glorious day
When the face of Jesus we behold
Dreams and hopes of all the ages
Are awaiting His returning
And this could be the dawning of that day!
All the saints are getting restless
Oh what glorious expectation fills each face
Dreams and hopes of all the ages
Are awaiting His returning
And this could be the dawning of that day!
Until then my heart will go on singing
Until then with joy I’ll carry on!
Dreams and hopes of all the ages
Are awaiting His returning
And this could be the dawning of that day!
This could be the dawning
Of that great and glorious morning
Oh this could be the dawning of that day!
Of that day!