Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord, who rises
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining,
To cheer it after rain.
verse 2
In holy contemplation
We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God's salvation,
And find it ever new;
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
Let the unknown tomorrow
Bring with it what it may.
verse 3
It can bring with it nothing
But he will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing
Beneath the spreading heavens
No creature but is fed;
And he who feeds the ravens
Will give his children bread.
verse 4
Though vine nor fig tree neither
Their wonted fruit shall bear,
Though all the field should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there;
Yet God the same abiding,
His praise shall tune my voice,
For, while in him confiding,
I cannot but rejoice.
AMEN