At dawn the clouds hang dark

1 At dawn the clouds hang dark,
And heavy trails the robe of sight,
And in the sky no spark
Of star or moon-beam bright;
But soon the morning breeze awakes, and lo! and lo!
The clouds disperse, the daylight breaks, and lo! and lo!
The sun breaks free in majesty and pours his splendid light.

2 And when all through the day
The clouds hang darkly still and sad,
And will not fly away,--
Like gloom that haunts the bad,
Soon comes the evening glowing rod, and see! and see!
The clouds are gone that overspread, and see! and see!
The shining west in splendor dressed, and all the earth is glad.

3 So when upon the heart
A gloom hangs drear and dark to view,
And weary seems the part
It is your lot to do,
The sun will shine out, first or last! Behold! behold!
The clouds have gone that overcast! Behold! behold!
The day doth clear, there is no fear, take courage, and be true.


Source: The Morning Stars Sang Together: a book of religious songs for Sunday schools and the home circle #61