In the stillness of the night,
When shadows cast their endless plight,
A whispering hope takes flight,
Guiding us towards the light.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Where doubts and fears often lie,
Faith becomes the silent cry,
That lifts our spirits to the sky.
When trials come and tears will fall,
In darkest moments when we stall,
Itâs faith that answers to the call,
Reminding us we’re not so small.
With every step and every prayer,
Though unseen, it’s always there,
A beacon in the night to share,
Faithâs gentle touch beyond compare.