Lyrics written by Septimus Winner in 1868
Lyrics listed in Public Domain

Soft as the voice of an Angel,
Breathing a lesson unheard,
Hope with a gentle persuasion
Whispers her comforting word.

Wait, till the darkness is over,
Wait, till the tempest is done,
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow
After the shower is gone.

Whispering hope,
Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.

If in the dusk of the twilight,
Dim be the region afar,
Will not the deepening darkness
Brighten the glimmering star?
Then, when the night is upon us,
Why should the heart sink away?
When the dark midnight is over
Watch for the breaking of day.

Whispering hope,
Oh, how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart
In it's sorrow rejoice.

A favorite of American servicemen, Jo Stafford earned the nickname G.I. Jo for her recordings in which her pure, nearly vibrato-less voice, with perfect intonation, conveyed steadfast devotion and reassurance with delicate understatement.
In the late 1940s and early ’50s, Ms. Stafford and Gordon MacRae teamed for a series of hit duets, including “My Darling, My Darling,” from the Broadway musical “Where’s Charley?” and the devotional song “Whispering Hope.”