1 Awake, O ye blossoms, the springtime is here,
The bird-notes are swelling, the summer is near;
This bright Easter morning break forth from your tomb,
With radiant brightness, to banish earth’s gloom.

Refrain:
Ye sunshine and showers, your mission fulfill,
And waken the blossoms o’er valley and hill;
Arouse them once more from their prison of clay,
To gladden our hearts on this bright Easter Day.

2 Awake, O ye blossoms, the winter has fled,
And life is appearing once more from the dead;
Your radiant faces the earth will adorn,
Your beauty will brighten this glad Easter morn. [Refrain]

3 Awake, O ye blossoms, come forth to the light,
The long night is over, the morning is bright;
Come forth from the gloom of your prison of clay,
Come forth to the light and the glory of day. [Refrain]