A Song of Hope

 

But the night of tears

Shall give way soon enough

To a morning that’s filled

With a shout of triumph

And with a song of joy

 

For, lo, we have waited for thee

O sound of joy that

Makes tomorrow perfect

Like the countenance of a bride on

Her wedding day

 

For our tambourines and strings

Have long been tuned

And now are quiet, patient, waiting for thee

To declare jubilee at the dawn of joy