1. A summer of life is coming,
When this winter of death is gone;
And a song of joy I am humming
For the birth of that summer land morn.
Chorus:
'Tis for all who are living to gain it,
For Christ is the Sun of that sky;
In his light we may press to attain it
That summer land drawing so nigh.
2. A summer of smiles is nearing
For this winter so drear of tears,
And I sing my own heart's cheering,
Of the end of the sorrowful year. [Chorus]
3. A summer of bliss with the parted,
When this winter of graves is no more;
Not a sigh that shall say weary-hearted,
From a lip on that summer land shore. [Chorus]
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