Soft as the voice of an angel breathing a lesson unheard

Hope with a gentle persuasion whispers her comforting word

Wait till the darkness is over wait till the tempest is done

Hope for the sunshine tomorrow after the shower is gone

Whispering hope oh how welcome thy voice
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice

If in the dusk of the twilight dim be the region afar

Will not the deepening darkness brighten the glimmering star

Then when the night is upon us why should the heart sink away

When the dark midnight is over watch for the breaking of day

Whispering hope oh how welcome thy voice
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice

Hope as an anchor so steadfast rends the dark veil for the soul

Whither the master has entered robbing the grave of its goal

Come then o come glad fruition come to my sad weary heart

Come o thou blest hope of glory never o never depart

Whispering hope oh how welcome thy voice
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice