In the quiet of the morning’s grace,
Whispers of hope gently unfold;
A beacon of light in a sacred space,
Guiding the weary, weary and bold.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Faith adorns the soul with peace;
In the embrace of a boundless sky,
Love and mercy never cease.

In trials and storms, the heart finds rest,
An anchor in the turbulent sea;
With each prayer, the spirit is blessed,
In His arms, we are truly free.

In unity, we walk the path divine,
Hand in hand, through the night;
The promise of redemption shines,
In His presence, all is right.