And now men see not the
bright light which is in the clouds.
Job 37:21
The world is full of trouble,
And storms still thunder loud;
But see! O soul discouraged,
The bright light in the cloud.
The sun still shines unhindered,
Serene in dazzling might;
No earth-born mist arising
Can quench its wealth of light.
E'en when this orb of splendour
Sinks in the shades of night,
The clouds are flushed with crimson,
And fringed with golden light.
So, when the days are dreary,
And storms of life oppress,
Look up! there shines above thee
The Sun of Righteousness.
His cheering rays of comfort
Will scatter doubts and fears,
And make from gloom and sadness,
A rainbow of your tears.
In lands where skies are shadowed,
The grass is sweeter green:
In clouds, not always sunshine,
Triumphant faith is seen.
The world is full of trouble,
But soon the King of kings
Shall come in clouds of glory,
With healing in His wings.
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