Whispering hope, like the song of the angels,
Jesus, Thy love is sweet music to me.
1 Like the faint dawn of the morning,
Like the sweet freshness of dew,
Comes the dear whisper of Jesus,
Comforting, tender and true,
Darkness gives way to the sunlight,
While His voice falls on my ear;
Seasons of heaven's refreshing,
Call to new gladness and cheer.
2 Singing the song of forgiveness,
Softly I hear in my soul,
Jesus has conquered forever
Sin with its fearful control.
Whispering courage for warfare,
Bending Thine ear when I pray;
Glorious, risen Redeemer,
O how I praise Thee today!
3 Hope is an anchor to keep us,
Holding both steadfast and sure;
Hope brings a wonderful cleansing,
Thru His blood, making us pure.
Whispering hope of His coming,
How my heart thrills at His Word!
O to be watching and waiting,
Ready to welcome the Lord!