Wait A Little While

Wait yet a little while,
And sorrows shall find a shadow.
Wait yet a little while,
And the grey cloud shall rift.
Wait yet a little while,
And the little bird shall flee
The grey-wrapped nest, finding the sun
And the newer fields afar.
Wait yet a little while, oh my heart!
List not unto the day's mourning.
Make thy song new of faith.
Cast thy tattered robe of woe,
And wait yet a little while.