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Caedmon’s Call

Miscellaneous

Sometimes A Light Surprises

Sometimes a light surprises, The Christian while he sings

It is the Lord who rises, With healing in His wings

When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again

A season of clear shining, To cheer is after rain

In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue

The theme of God‚s salvation, And find it ever new

Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say

Let the unknown tomorrow, Bring with it what it may

Tomorrow can bring us nothing, But He will bear us through

Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe His people too

Beneath the spreading heavens, No creature but is fed

And He who feeds the ravens, Will give His children bread

Though vine nor fig-tree neither,

Their wonted fruit should bear

Though all the fields should wither,

Nor flocks or herds be there

Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice

For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice!

For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice!