In the quiet hush of ancient halls, Where light through stained glass softly falls, Whispers of faith, so pure and…
Within the ancient stone walls, whispers of prayers arise, Candles flicker softly, casting shadows in the night. The choir sings…
In the quiet hush of the sacred hall, Where light through stained glass softly falls, Echoes of prayers linger in…
In the quiet dawn, the church stands tall, A beacon of hope, a refuge for all. Whispered prayers in the…