In shadows deep, where light seems to forsake,
A whisper calls, a promise hard to break.
Through trials fierce and storms that never cease,
Faith stands tall, a beacon of inner peace.

When darkness looms and all seems lost,
Hope rises high, no matter the cost.
It fuels the heart, ignites the weary soul,
Leading us forward, making us whole.

With every tear, with every silent plea,
Faith holds the key, it sets our spirits free.
A gentle touch, a guiding hand unseen,
Through faith and hope, we dare to dream.

So hold on tight, through every night and day,
Let faith and hope illuminate your way.
For in the end, when all is said and done,
These gifts of grace will see us overcome.