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Latar belakang lagu ini diambil dari perkataan Watchman Nee :
1. Sometimes there’s clear blue sky, but clouds most of the time;
Sometimes I find a sweet song in the night; more often, there’s no rhyme;
Skies rarely clear, mostly cloudy and drear-I patience learn thereby,
For I’m compelled then to seek out God’s will and His delight.
Sometimes all ’round is dry, refreshment’s hard to gain;
How harshly, mightily must Thy rod strike, to drink obtain?
To what hot blaze must Thy fire be raised till trials are complete?
How deep, how painfully must Thy thorn pierce, till there’s an outflow sweet?
2. I’ve reached the end of life, my fleeting years passed by;
Here in Thy presence, I hear time “tick” by, I feel the dusk draw nigh;
The winter moon is beginning to wane; my life, too, ebbs away,
Ahead, not many dark clouds yet remain, most lie behind;
My future draws a line, which from my past divides,
With each day’s passing, the conflicts of life are all untied;
As light from “visible” fadeth from sight, “invisible” is seen;
My hope is set on that hope in the heav’ns, with it my heart shall be.