In the stillness of the night, a gentle voice calls,
Guiding lost souls through shadowed halls.
With open arms, He welcomes the weary,
A beacon of hope, His love ever cheery.

Upon the stormy seas, His footsteps grace,
Calming the waves with a tender embrace.
His words are a balm to the weary heart,
In His presence, all fear departs.

In fields of sorrow, where tears often fall,
He lifts the burden, answering the call.
The shepherd who seeks the lost and the lone,
In His care, we find our home.

Through trials and tribulations, He leads the way,
A guiding star in the darkest day.
With faith renewed, we journey on,
In His light, our battles are won.