In the quiet moments of dawn’s early light,
A gentle whisper calms the restless night.
It speaks of peace, of love so pure,
A guiding force, both strong and sure.

Through trials and storms, it softly leads,
A beacon bright in times of need.
The Holy Spirit, ever near,
Dispels the shadows, erases fear.

In every breath, in every prayer,
Its presence lingers, always there.
A sacred flame, forever burning,
Our hearts to grace and truth returning.

So let us listen, let us hear,
The Holy Spirit’s voice so clear.
For in its whisper, we find our way,
To live in love, each blessed day.