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Soft as the voice of an angel, breathing a lesson unheard
Hope with a gentle persuasion whispers her comforting word
Wait till the darkness is over, wait till the tempest is gone
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, after the shower is gone
Whispering hope (whispering hope) whispering hope
Oh how welcome thy voice (how welcome thy voice)
Making my heart (making my heart) making my heart in its sorrow rejoice
Whispering hope (whispering hope) whispering hope
Oh how welcome thy voice (how welcome thy voice)
Making my heart (making my heart) making my heart in its sorrow rejoice (in its sorrow rejoice)
For 30 year, I've lived next door to this little black church
And every winter night
In every sun in morning that I'm home
I sneak up in the wood above my house
And listening to them say
Boy you talk about the lesson
I just love to hear them say
Hey you come up my brother nail
Hey what'cha you doing?
What are you doing out here?
Well I just came to listen to you sing
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