Why should I fear when God is round about me?
Why should I grieve when He has said: Rejoice!
Why should I fall when His strong arm upholds me?
Why should I doubt when I have heard His voice?
Why should I faint because the road seems weary?
Or murmur when the path seems rough and steep?
Why should I cry when night seems dark and dreary?
The dawn will come, and God His child doth keep.
Then, oh, my heart, awake! and cease thy pining
And listen for the songs along life's way.
Behind the darkest cloud the sun is shining—
I cannot fear: I live in Love's bright day.
