| lyric | Oh, the winter'll soon be over, children,
Oh, the winter'll soon be over, children,
Oh, the winter'll soon be over, children,
Yes my Lord.
1. Oh, look up yonder, what I see,
Bright angels coming after me.
Oh, two white angels walkiing down,
With long white robe and starry crown.
2. I turn my eyes towards the sky,
And ask my Lord for wings to fly;
And soon one morning, bright and fair,
I’ll spread my wings and cleave the air.
3. Oh, Jordan’s river’s deep and wide,
But Jesus’ on the other side;
And when we get on Canaan’s shore
We’ll shout and sing forever more. |