In the quiet dawn, whispers of light,
Grace descends, soft as morning dew,
Each ray a promise, each shadow bright,
Guiding us gently, tender and true.

Through tangled paths and winding lanes,
Blessings flow like rivers wide,
In every tear, in every gain,
A subtle hand, forever our guide.

Hearts uplifted by unseen care,
In trials, a comforting embrace,
With every breath, a silent prayer,
We find our strength, our sacred place.

As stars adorn the velvet skies,
So do blessings shine within,
A tapestry woven with love’s ties,
In every soul, a light to begin.