Fear Not

Fear not the hour of deep despair! For sometimes, Hope's bright pinions there Are plumed in direst, deepest night For many a shining sunrise flight! The artist of our souls knows best, And pencils lights and shadows where Each life hath need - or toil or rest, Glad joy, and sometimes deep despair! The valley's mist, the mountain's gleam, The forest gloom, the field, the stream, Each varying scene is known to Him Who paints - ah, then, shall not the dim, Dark hour of grief where...