Clear Shining After Rain

by Lyra Germanica | Category: General | Jul 1969

Cometh sunshine after rain,

After mourning joy again,

After heavy bitter grief

Dawneth surely sweet relief!

And my soul, who from her height

Sank to realms of woe and night,

Wingeth now to heaven her flight.

None was ever left a prey,

None was ever turned away,

Who had given himself to God,

And on Him had cast his load.

Who in God his hope hath placed

Shall not life in pain out-waste

Fullest joy he yet shall taste.

Though today may not fulfil

All thy hopes, have patience still,

For perchance tomorrow's sun

Sees thy happier days begun;

As God willeth march the hours,

Bringing joy at last in showers,

When whate'er we asked is ours.

Every sorrow, every smart,

That the eternal Father's heart

Hath appointed me of yore,

Or hath yet for me in store,

As my life flows on I'll take

Calmly, gently for His sake,

No more faithless murmurs make.

I will meet distress and pain,

I will greet e'en death's dark reign,

I will lay me in the grave,

With a heart still glad and brave;

Whom the Strongest doth defend,

Whom the Highest counts His friend,

Cannot perish in the end.

Lyra Germanica | Jul 1969
General

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