Sunday Morning Song - Whispering Hope

I want to share one of my own favorite hymns:

"Whispering Hope".

I have an "It's Not Odd, It's God" moment concerning this song.

You know how God is ALWAYS with us and sends us whatever it takes to comfort, help, guide, encourage?!?!?!?!

This list could go on forever!!!

I can still remember....after almost 14 years....this song was sung on the following Sunday morning after my Dad passed away. I knew in my heart of hearts that it was God speaking to me...reminding me that.....

.....HE IS MY HOPE!!!

Whispering Hope

Words & Music by Septimus Winner, 1868

(Hymnals often list the author as "Alice Hawthorne" one of Winner's several pseudonyms)

Soft as the voice of an angel,

Breathing a lesson unheard,

Hope with a gentle persuasion

Whispers her comforting word:

Wait till the darkness is over,

Wait till the tempest is done,

Hope for the sunshine tomorrow,

After the shower is gone.

Whispering hope,

oh how welcome thy voice,

Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.

If, in the dusk of the twilight,

Dim be the region afar,

Will not the deepening darkness

Brighten the glimmering star?

Then when the night is upon us,

Why should the heart sink away?

When the dark midnight is over,

Watch for the breaking of day.

Whispering hope,

oh how welcome thy voice,

Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.

Hope, as an anchor so steadfast,

Rends the dark veil for the soul,

Whither the Master has entered,

Robbing the grave of its goal.

Come then, O come, glad fruition,

Come to my sad weary heart;

Come, O Thou blest hope of glory,

Never, O never depart.

Whispering hope,

oh how welcome thy voice,

Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.

In His Love...and with mine!!!