For works with similar titles, see Passing Away.
PASSING AWAY.
Cold winter now is passing Away with all its gloom; Spring days will soon be coming, With flowers in all their bloom.
Oh, could my sad heart brighten With the birds and lovely flowers That come to us to lighten And cheer our lonely hours.
While dreaming on in sadness, With heart so grieved and lone, I will never more know gladness Till I reach my heavenly home.
But flowers in all their brightness, And birds in all their glee,Can never more bring lightness Of heart and joy to me.
Some hearts will grieve with sorrow When I am called away,But the dawning of the morrow Will bring everlasting day.
This world is sad and dreary Till our struggling lives are past; But all who are sad and weary May find joy and rest at last.