When shadows creep and nights are long,
And silence sings a haunting song,
Faith whispers softly, “Hold on tight,”
For dawn will break with morning light.

Amidst the storm and raging sea,
Hope stands firm, a guiding plea,
Though waves may crash and winds may howl,
Within our hearts, a gentle cowl.

Through trials fierce and battles hard,
Faith lights the way, a steadfast guard,
It lifts us up when we are weak,
And gives us strength when days are bleak.

Hope, a beacon in the night,
Shines ever clear, a radiant sight,
Together they, hand in hand,
Lead us to a promised land.