1 Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord who rises
With healing on his wings;
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining,
To chear it after rain.
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 th' unknown to-morrow
Bring with it what it may.
3 It can bring with it nothing
But he will bear us thro'
Who gives the lilies cloathing,
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.
4 Tho' vine nor fig-tree neither
Their wonted fruit shall bear,
Tho' 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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Sometimes a light surprises |
Title: | Divine light breaking into the soul |
Meter: | Sevens and Sixes |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Light: Breaking into the soul; Soul: Enlightened |