Heart of mine, long wrapped in grief,
Look abroad and find relief!
Night, that settled down so soon,
On the very skirts of noon--
Night that lingered, till the morn
In the arms of noon seemed born--
Night so cold, and dark and dreary--
Of its lengthened stay is weary.
Look up, heart, be gladder, stronger,
For the days are growing longer.

Hope seemed buried in the tomb,
With the summer's mirth and bloom.
Sun of joy, and pleasure's light,
All were lost in gloom of night.
Night so long, with tears and sorrow--
Hearts might break ere broke the morrow.
Day so short and night so long--
Fled the bird and hushed the song.
But, my heart, look up, be stronger,
For the days are growing longer.

Sooner o'er the horizon
Creeps the golden sunlight on;
Slower o'er the arching way
Seems to ride the God of day.
Later in the west at night
Linger purple tints of light.
Rise, my heart, rejoice, be stronger,
For the days are growing longer.

By-and-by the night will seem
But a vision-haunted dream;
By-and-by the day will be
Long and glad for you and me.
Laws of recompense shall bring
Days as long and glad in spring
As the nights were long and dreary.
Heart, of tears and gloom a-weary,
Look up; let thy faith be stronger,
For the days are growing longer.