After the dark the dawn,
After the night the day,
After the storm of grief
A faith to put away
Into the heart where love,
Still a vibrant thing,
Draws the bow of hope
Across a viol's string
And waken once again
Peace to calm the strife,
And show that God is still
Holding the reins of life.
After the night the day,
After the storm of grief
A faith to put away
Into the heart where love,
Still a vibrant thing,
Draws the bow of hope
Across a viol's string
And waken once again
Peace to calm the strife,
And show that God is still
Holding the reins of life.