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!

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 waiting His returning
And this could be the dawning of that day!

All The Saints are getting restless
They’re not bound by shackles forged of earthly gold
Since that day they knelt at Calvary
They’ve been pilgrims ever wand’ring
Just looking for a place to rest their souls

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 waiting His returning
And this could be the dawning of that day
This could be the dawning of that day!

[Until Then]

Until then, my heart will go on singing
Until then, with joy I’ll carry on
Dreams and hopes of all the ages are waiting His returning
And this could be the dawning of that day!
This could be the dawning of that day!
This could be the dawning of that day!