In the quiet moments of the night,
Where shadows dance beneath the moon,
I find His presence, pure and bright,
A guiding light through darkest gloom.

The whispers of the silent breeze,
Carry His voice, soft and clear,
In every leaf and rustling tree,
A promise that He is always near.

When doubts arise and courage fades,
I close my eyes and feel His grace,
In every tear that gently cascades,
His love renews my weary place.

With faith in God, I stand anew,
Unshaken by the storms of life,
For in His hands my spirit grew,
Strong and steadfast, free from strife.