The Palm of Victory

1 After the clouds, the sunbeams
Creeping across the lea;
After the death, the glory
God hath appointed for me.

2 After the toil, the resting,
After the strife, the tomb;
After the grief, the gladness—
God will dispel all the gloom.

3 After the wreck, the rescue;
After the storm, the calm;
After the battle, victory—
God hath provided the palm.

4 Then will we sound the pean:
Where is thy triumph, Grave?
Where is thy sting, Destroyer?
God hath the power to save.

Source: The Bright Array #15

• MIDI file from The Bright Array #15