What If Today The Sun Is Hid

What is today the sun is hid!
We’ll see his face tomorrow!
For there’s a far exceeding joy
With ev’ry weight of sorrow.

His grace is sufficient today!
His grace is sufficient today!
Then why should we borrow sad care from the morrow,
When grace is sufficient today.

What if the fig-tree blossom not,
And fields no meat are yielding!
Yet from the famine’s cruel blight
His own our God is shielding. [Chorus]

“Give us this day our daily bread,”
In humble trust we’re pleading,
Assured that he who answers pray’r
Will grant us all we’re needing. [Chorus]

Then let the storms and tempest rage
Throughout the night of sorrow,
They’ll make the desert to rejoice
And blossom on the morrow! [Chorus]