CONSOLATION.
To my soul a voice hath spoken,Hath spoken thus to me.O earth-child be not discouraged,For God doth pity thee.Though thy way be filled with shadows,And Life’s sun obscured by clouds;Though Life’s road seems leading downward,And deep darkness all enshrouds;There is light for thee, and gladness,And sweet Peace will thee enfold.In the evening, in the gloamingJoy unbounded will thee hold.Never more will desolationIn thy heart find resting place,If with Love thou meetest troubles,And with him thou keepest pace.
To my soul a voice hath spoken,Hath spoken thus to me.O earth-child be not discouraged,For God doth pity thee.Though thy way be filled with shadows,And Life’s sun obscured by clouds;Though Life’s road seems leading downward,And deep darkness all enshrouds;There is light for thee, and gladness,And sweet Peace will thee enfold.In the evening, in the gloamingJoy unbounded will thee hold.Never more will desolationIn thy heart find resting place,If with Love thou meetest troubles,And with him thou keepest pace.