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 any sorrow rejoice
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Whispering Hope
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| Jim Reeves |
