In the silent whispers of the night,
When the world seems lost in shadows,
There shines a light so pure and bright,
A beacon of love that always follows.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
His love remains a steadfast guide,
A gentle hand that wipes each tear,
A constant presence by our side.

In moments of doubt and fear untold,
His love becomes our strength anew,
A promise kept from days of old,
A hope that every heart can pursue.

With open arms, He welcomes all,
No soul too lost, no heart too cold,
For in His love, we find our call,
A story of grace forever retold.