In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Where light gently kisses the earth,
I find the echoes of a love so strong,
A divine touch, a sacred birth.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
His presence guides with gentle might,
In every shadow, in every sigh,
God’s grace shines, pure and bright.

The stars above, a heavenly choir,
Sing hymns of hope, of endless grace,
In moments of doubt, in times of fire,
His love remains, a warm embrace.

So, in this world of endless strife,
I walk with faith, my heart aligned,
For in His love, I find my life,
A testament to the divine.