1 There’s never a day so sunny
But a little cloud appears;
There’s never a life so happy
But has had its time of tears,
There’s never a life so happy,
But has had its time of tears.

Chorus:
Ah, ah,
Life’s burdens, true, are great;
But God will us deliver,
If patiently we wait;
And the angels will be nearer
To the soul that’s desolate.

2 There’s never a cup so pleasant
But has bitter with the sweet;
There’s never a path so rugged
That has not the print of feet,
There’s never a path so rugged,
That has not the print of feet. [Chorus]

3 There’s never a dream that’s happy
But the waking makes us sad;
There’s never a dream of sorrow
But the waking makes us glad,
There’s never a dream of sorrow,
But the waking makes us glad. [Chorus]

4 There’s never a way so narrow
But the entrance is made straight;
There’s always a guide to point us
To the little wicket gate,
There’s always a guide to point us
To the little wicket gate. [Chorus]