Hymn 93 - Sometimes a Light Surprises

Sometimes a light surprises

The Christian while he sings,

It is the Lord who rises

With healing in His wings.

When comforts are declining

He grants the soul again,

A season of clear shining

To cheer it after rain.

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 tomorrow

Bring with it what it may.

It can bring with it nothing

But He will bear us through;

Who gives the lilies clothing,

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.

Though vine nor fig tree neither

Their wonted fruit should bear;

Though 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.