‘Many times Satan whispered, “There is no need to try
For there’s no end of sorrow, there’s no hope by and by”
But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I’ll rise
Where the storms never darken the skies.
‘Til the storm passes over, ’til the thunder sounds no more
‘Til the clouds roll forever from the sky.
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand
Keep me safe ’til the storm passes by.’
