The morning draweth nigh ;
After the tempest's power,
The clear blue sky.
2 After the drifting snow,
The sunny days of calm ;
After the crushing blow,
God's healing balm.
3 After the sad good-bye
New friends around us throng ;
After the burdened sigh,
The sweetest song.
4 After the cross of tears,
The crown of joy is given;
After earth's weary years,
The rest of heaven.