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