It is late October,
The sky is cloudy and gray,
A drizzle is falling,
Oh, what a dreary day!
The leaves are all about gone,
And a flock of crows,
Are cawing on the hill beyond.
All of a sudden,
I see,
A patch of blue sky,
And the sun come shining through,
Oh, what a little ray of sunshine can do.
In this life,
As we are passing through,
The cloudy days seem,
more than a few,
Then one day,
The SONSHINE of God's love,
Comes shining through,
Bringing us hope of Heaven,
When our weary days are through.
A patch of blue sky,
And the sun come shining through,
Oh, what a little ray of sunshine can do.
In this life,
As we are passing through,
The cloudy days seem,
more than a few,
Then one day,
The SONSHINE of God's love,
Comes shining through,
Bringing us hope of Heaven,
When our weary days are through.
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