When darkness and gloom o’er the spirit are stealing,
When sinks the sad heart over-burdened with care;
Hope, like the rainbow, bright promise revealing,
Points to the future, and conquers despair.

But alas! earthly hope, evanescent and fleeting,
As the dew of the morn, as the bowe in the sky,
When, with fond expectation, the young heart is beating,
Disappoints like a shadow, and leaves but a sigh.

But ONE hope, is steadfast, it never deceiveth,
Unchanging its lustre, unclouded its ray,
He who in Jesus, the Savior, believeth,
Faints not, nor falters, in life’s weary way.

The hope is a solace, untailing in sorrow,
An anchor which moves not, though storms may assail,
It points through the gloom, to a far brighter morrow,
It lights even the darkness enshrouding Death’s vale.

Yea, e’n to the grave, on this hope we relying,
The Christian, unflinchingly, calmly, descends,
He enters its portals, all terrors defying,
For Christ, the Redeemer, his pathway attends.

His glorified spirit, the skies now ascending,
In triumph arises to regions of light,
A convoy of angels, in bright robes attending,
Will waft him where hope will be merged into sight.

N. S. C.
Locust Hill – February 11 – 1860
From the “Religious Herald”.

Signs of the Times
Volume 28, Number 10; May 15, 1860

Below are the songs that were made from the poem using AI. They are identified
by the genre of the music in paranthesis.