1 There’s a brand new dawning awaiting some morning,
over in Heaven’s sweet by and by;
Troubles here, and the trials are all passed away,
When we respond and sail away thru the sky.
Oh, what a day (What a day,) when we gather in Heaven,
No more sins of this life to confound; (to confound)
We’ll be changed in a moment when we’re caught away.
Oh, what a day when the saints leave the ground.
2 Yes, we’ll enter into the gates of that city,
step on out on a street of pure gold;
And among Heaven’s choir gathered there ’round the throne,
The face of Jesus on that day we’ll behold.