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, whispering Hope Oh, how welcome, welcome thy voice Making, making my heart Lord In its sorrow, sorrow rejoice Whispering, whispering Hope Oh, how welcome, welcome thy voice Making, making my heart Lord In its sorrow, 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, whispering Hope Oh, how welcome, welcome thy voice Making, making my heart Lord In its sorrow, sorrow rejoice Whispering, whispering Hope Oh, how welcome, welcome thy voice Making, making my heart Lord In its sorrow, sorrow rejoice Making, making my heart Lord In its sorrow, sorrow rejoice