In the silence of the night, stars whisper dreams,
Guiding souls through unseen streams.
Faith, a lantern in the hand of the lost,
Illuminates paths, no matter the cost.
When the winds howl and shadows grow tall,
Faith remains, a gentle call.
It whispers secrets of the heart,
Binding the broken, never to part.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Faith lifts weary spirits to the sky.
In every tear and every smile,
It walks with us, mile by mile.
In moments when hope seems to fade,
Faith stands strong, unafraid.
A beacon bright, in the darkest night,
Guiding us towards the light.