Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice”(Phil.
Sing a little song of trust
my heart
Sing it just because you must
As leaves start
As flowers push their way through dust
Sing, my heart, because you must.
Wait not for an eager throng
Bird on bird
Tis the solitary song
That is heard.
Every voice at dawn will start
Be a nightingale, my heart
Sing across the winter snow
Pierce the cloud
Sing when mists are drooping low
Clear and loud
But sing sweetest in the dark
He who slumbers not will hark.
An' when He hears yo' sing, He bends down wid a smile on His kin' face an' listens mighty keerful, an' He says, 'Sing on, chile, I hears, an' I's comin' down to deliber yo': I'll tote dat load fer yo'; jest lean hawd on Me and de road will get smoother bime by.