Sunshine on the Hill

There are sha­dows in the val­ley

Where our tired feet must go;

But we hear the peace­ful wa­ters

As they mur­mur soft and low;

And our Shep­herd whis­pers gent­ly

As He leads us on­ward still;

There are sha­dows in the val­ley

But ’tis sun­shine on the hill.

Sunshine on the hill

There is sun­shine on the hill

There are sha­dows in the val­ley

But ’tis sun­shine on the hill.

There are sha­dows in the val­ley

But we breathe the sweet per­fume

Of the ros­es on the mount­ain

In their love­ly ver­nal bloom;

And again our Shep­herd whis­pers

As He leads us on­ward still:

There are sha­dows in the val­ley

But ’tis sun­shine on the hill.

Oh

the sha­dows in the val­ley

Like a dream will pass away;

They will van­ish at the dawn­ing

Of the bright and glo­ri­ous day;

Even now there comes an ec­ho

And we feel its ma­gic thrill:

There are sha­dows in the val­ley

But ’tis sun­shine on the hill.