Hope, as an anchor so steadfast, rends the dark veil for the soul
Whispering hope, oh, how welcome thy voice
When the dark midnight is over, watch for the breaking of day
Then when the night is upon us, why should the heart sink away?
Whither the Master has entered, robbing the grave of its goal
Will not the deepening darkness brighten the glimmering star?
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, after the shower is gone"
"Wait till the darkness is over, wait till the tempest is done
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice
Come, O Thou blest hope of glory, never, O never depart
If in the dusk of the twilight, dim be the region afar
Come then, O come, glad fruition, come to my sad weary heart
Whispering hope, oh, how welcome thy voice
Whispering hope, oh, how welcome thy voice
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice
