Whispering Hope (McClelland)

Like the faint dawn of the morn­ing

Like the sweet fresh­ness of dew

Comes the dear whis­per of Je­sus

Comforting

ten­der and true.

Darkness gives way to the sun­light

While His voice falls on my ear;

Seasons of Heav­en’s re­fresh­ing

Call to new glad­ness and cheer.

Whispering hope

Like the song of the an­gels

Jesus

Thy love is sweet mu­sic to me.

Singing the song of for­give­ness

Softly I hear in my soul

Jesus has con­quered for­ev­er

Sin with its fear­ful con­trol.

Whispering cour­age for war­fare

Bending Thine ear when I pray;

Glorious

ris­en Re­deem­er

O how I praise Thee to­day!

Hope is an an­chor to keep us

Holding both stead­fast and sure;

Hope brings a won­der­ful cleans­ing

Thro’ His blood

mak­ing us pure.

Whispering hope of His com­ing

How my heart thrills at His Word!

O to be watch­ing and wait­ing

Ready to wel­come the Lord!