1 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.

Refrain:
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.

2 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]

3 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. [Refrain]