In the quiet dawn, His light unfolds,
A gentle whisper to the weary heart.
With hands outstretched, He softly holds,
The broken pieces, a brand new start.
His grace, a river flowing wide,
Cleansing shadows from the soul.
In His embrace, we safely hide,
Finding peace, becoming whole.
Through trials and storms, He walks beside,
A guiding star in the darkest night.
In every tear, in every stride,
His love remains, a constant light.
With every breath, a silent prayer,
For strength and courage in His name.
In His presence, free from despair,
We rise anew, forever changed.