Jo Stafford and Gordon MacRae - Whispering Hope

Soft as the voice of an angel
Breathing a lesson unheard
Hope with a gentle persuasion
Whispers her comforting word

Wait till the darkness is over
Wait till the tempest is gone
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow
After the shower is gone

Whispering hope (whispering hope, whispering hope)
Oh how welcome thy voice (welcome thy voice, oh how welcome thy voice)
Making my heart (making my heart, making my heart)
In its sorrow rejoice (in its sorrow rejoice)

If in the dusk of the twilight
Dim be the region afar
Will not the deepening darkness
Brighten the glimmering star

Then, when the night is upon us
Why should the heart sink away
When the dark midnight is over
Watch for the breaking of day

Whispering hope (whispering hope, whispering hope)
Oh how welcome thy voice (welcome thy voice, oh how welcome thy voice)
Making my heart (making my heart, making my heart)
In its sorrow rejoice (in its sorrow rejoice)

Written by:
Alice Hawthorne, Paul Weston

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, HANOVER MUSIC CORPORATION, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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