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1 The summer days are come again;
once more the glad earth yields
her golden wealth of ripening grain
and breath of clover fields
and deepening shade of summer woods
and glow of summer air
and winging thoughts and happy moods
of love and joy and prayer.
2 The summer days are come again;
the birds are on the wing;
God's praises, in their loving strain,
unconsciously they sing.
We know who gives all the good
that doth our cup o'erbrim;
for summer joy in field and wood,
we lift our song to Him.
Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #48
First Line: | The summer days are come again |
Title: | The Summer Days Are Come Again |
Author: | Samuel Longfellow (1859) |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |