In the darkest of nights, when shadows loom tall,
A flicker of hope, a whisper so small,
Guides weary souls through the tempest’s call,
Faith stands firm, never to fall.

When doubt’s cold grip tightens its hold,
And dreams seem distant, stories untold,
Faith’s warm embrace, a heart of gold,
Reminds us of promises, ancient and bold.

Through valleys deep, and mountains high,
With faith as our compass, we touch the sky,
No fear can conquer, no sorrow can tie,
The spirit that soars, with wings to fly.

So when the world feels heavy and gray,
Let faith be the light that shows the way,
For in its glow, we find our stay,
A beacon of love, come what may.