And darkness prevail,

God’s grace shall surround me,

His help shall not fail.

How long I may suffer

His love still shines bright,

And leads me through darkness

To live in His light.

The darker the night may be, the more do we pant for the sunshine;

The denser the mist may close, the more do we yearn for brightness;

The deeper the chasm before me, the more do I sigh for the plains;