When God spoke unto Noah,
And said to build the ark,
The Lord knew well the vessel
Would cheerless be and dark,
So God said, “Build a window,
With outlook toward the sky,
That when it’s dark and lonesome,
You’ll see Me standing by.

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“The storms will come, but fear not,
Oh, children, I am nigh,
And through the upper window,
You’ll see Me standing by.

“It may be that affliction
Will rack and rend your frame,
Until your mortal body
Is seared with fevered flame;
But do not be discouraged,
Just lift your tear-dimmed eye,
And through the upper window,
You’ll see Me standing by.

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“Perhaps you’ll suffer losses,
Like houses, lands, and gold,
And you will feel you’re homeless,
And penniless, and old;
But sweetest peace and comfort
Will lift your painful sigh,
When through the upper window,
You see Me standing by.

Refrain

It may be that bereavement
Will take a loved one dear,
A soul that brought you gladness,
Real happiness and cheer;
But it will cheer your sad heart,
When loved ones from you fly,
When through the upper window,
You see Me standing by.

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