Verse 1

SOMETIMES a light surprises The Christian while he sings: It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings; 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, E’en let the unknown to-morrow 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 will clothe his people too: 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 should bear, Though all the fields 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.

Background: Sometimes A Light Surprises The Christian While