1 The way is dark before me,
Black clouds are o’er me spread;
The tempest gathers round me,
And forms above my head.
The sun hath ceased its shining,
And weary grows the day;
Oh, hear my prayer, my Father,
And roll the clouds away.

Refrain:
Oh, roll the clouds away,
Oh, roll the clouds away,
Oh, roll the clouds away,
And send a brighter, better day.

2 The dreary rain is falling,
The clouds are flying past;
The angry lightning flashes,
The thunder’s rolling fast;
I’m waiting still, my Father,
And longing for the day,
When Thou shalt calm the tempest,
And roll the clouds away. [Refrain]

3 O Lord, dispel the darkness,
And let me see the light;
Oh, break away the tempest,
And let the sunshine bright;
Oh, speak the rain from falling,
Oh, clear my soul’s sad day;
Oh, stop the thunder’s rolling,
Oh, roll the clouds away. [Refrain]