Soft as the voice of an an-gel

Breathing a lesson unheard

Hope with a gentle persuasion

Whispers her comforting word

Wait till the darkness is o-ver

Wait till the tempest is done

Hope for the sunshine tomorrow

After the shower has gone

Whispering hope

O how welcome thy voice

Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice

If in the dusk of the twi-light

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 o-ver

Watch for the breaking of day

Whispering hope

O how welcome thy voice

Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice