In the quiet moments of the night,
When shadows dance in the pale moon’s glow,
Faith whispers softly, a beacon bright,
Guiding hearts where they need to go.

Through storms that rage and skies that weep,
A steadfast hope within us lies,
Faith’s gentle hand, a promise to keep,
As we navigate life’s lows and highs.

When doubts arise and fears take flight,
In the silence, faith’s voice is heard,
A soothing balm, a radiant light,
In every prayer, every spoken word.

With faith, we climb each daunting hill,
Embracing dreams that soar on high,
For in our hearts, there’s a whisper still,
That faith will always help us fly.