Dark Below, but Light Above

Thro’ the mists of sha­dows drea­ry

O’er the dark and stor­my sea

Came a voice of heav’n­ly mu­sic

Floating thro’ the gloom to me;

’Twas a voice of won­drous sweet­ness

Bringing words of hope and love

Whispering to my trou­bled spir­it

Dark be­low

but light ab­ove.

’Twas a voice of won­drous sweet­ness

Bringing words of hope and love

Whispering to my trou­bled spir­it

Dark be­low

but light ab­ove.

Often when life’s sha­dows ga­ther

Round my wea­ry trou­bled soul

Comes that voice of an­gel sweet­ness

Whispering I am near the goal;

Telling me

in soft­ened mu­rmurs

Bringing words of hope and love

Saying to my doubt­ing spir­it

Dark be­low

but light ab­ove.

Soon I’ll reach those gold­en por­tals

Soon I’ll cross life’s trou­bled sea

Whence that voice of mu­sic float­ing

Came and whis­pered hope to me;

There in Heav’n’s own light for­ev­er

In that sun­light of God’s love

Shall I find that say­ing truth­ful

Dark be­low

but light above.