In the silence of the morning dew,
When the world is hushed and still,
Faith emerges, bright and true,
A whisper soft, an iron will.

As shadows dance and doubts arise,
And fears take root within the mind,
Faith stands tall, defies the lies,
A guiding light we seek to find.

Through storms that rage and skies so gray,
When hope seems lost, and paths unclear,
Faith remains, it shows the way,
A beacon bright, it draws us near.

In every heart, a seed is sown,
A promise of a brighter dawn,
Faith, a gift, forever known,
A strength to lean upon.