In the quiet moments of the dawn,Where silence wraps the world in peace,A gentle whisper calls my name,A voice of hope that will not cease.
Through the shadows of the darkest night,It lights the path with sacred flame,A guiding hand, unseen but near,A presence known, yet without name.
In every breath, a spirit stirs,Filling hearts with warmth and grace,Renewing strength when days are long,And in the storm, a hiding place.
Oh, Holy Spirit, ever near,Your gentle love, a boundless sea,A source of courage, joy, and faith,In You, my soul is truly free.