SUNSHINE ON THE HILL In the low-land where the shadows Gather at the close of day; When the sky in all its beauty Turns from blue to sombre grey,-- Voices of the day are ceasing, Plaintively the night-birds trill,-- In the distance, like a halo-- Lo! the sun shines on the hill! When, like Wings of Night unfolded Sorrow casts its chilling shade; Causing all our joy to vanish And our cherished hopes to fade-- When Oppression's hand shall smite us With a wrath that bodeth ill-- Look beyond the vale's dark shadows To the sunshine on the hill! Like a whispered benediction From the Realm of Light, so blest; Steals those sacred words, in accents Sweet: "And I will give thee rest."-- Would we feel that peace and comfort In our drooping hearts instill,-- Look beyond Life's fitful shadows To the Sunshine on the Hill .

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