Best seen with
Whispering Hope
Septimus Winner aka Alice Hawthorn
1868
Verse
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.
Chorus
Soprano
Whispering hope,
Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.
|
Alto
Whispering hope, Whispering hope
Welcome thy voice, Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart, Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.
|
Verse
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.
Chorus
Soprano
Whispering hope,
Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.
|
Alto
Whispering hope, Whispering hope
Welcome thy voice, Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart, Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.
|
Verse
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.
Chorus
Soprano
Whispering hope,
Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.
|
Alto
Whispering hope, Whispering hope
Welcome thy voice, Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart, Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.
|
back to
Whisper a Prayer
onward to
Who At My Door is Standing
To write to the TinChicken
Click on the chick
Take out the words "No Spam"


Read the small print