To that sum­mer land up yon­der
Where the an­gels ev­er sing
Hallelujahs to the Sav­ior,
Sweet ho­san­nahs to the King;
We are march­ing swift­ly on­ward,
Guided by a Fa­ther’s hand,
Thro’ this world of sin and sor­row
To that hap­py sum­mer land.

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Oh, the joy when we get there,
Golden crowns of life to wear,
In that happy land so fair,
In that summer land up yonder.

To that sum­mer land up yon­der
Some are go­ing ev­ery day,
And the time is draw­ing near­er
When we, too, shall go away;
We are go­ing straight to Je­sus,
There to join the ran­somed band,
We will praise His name for ev­er
In that hap­py sum­mer land.

Refrain

In that sum­mer land up yon­der
There’s a place pre­pared for all
Who are trust­ing in the Sav­ior,
Who will list­en to His call;
And the happy time is coming
When the Lord shall give command,
And we’ll leave this world for ever
For that happy summer land.

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