Tho’ the night be dark and dreary,
Tho’ the way be long and weary,
Morn shall bring thee light and cheer;
Child, look up, the dawn is near.
There’ll be joy by and by,
There’ll be joy by and by;
In the dawning of the morning,
There’ll be joy by and by.
Tho’ thine eyes are sad with weeping,
Thro’ the night thy vigils keeping,
God shall wipe thy tears away,
Turn thy darkness into day.
Tho’ thy spirit faints with fasting
Thro’ the hours so slowly wasting,
Morn shall bring a glorious feast,
Thou shalt sit an honored guest.