… But sweet will be the flower…

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head
His purposes will ripen fast
Unfolding every hour
The bud may have a bitter taste
But sweet will be the flower.

To hear a good recording of this hymn in full, click here. : )

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