In the whispers of the morning light,
Where shadows fade and dreams take flight,
God walks with you, His presence near,
A guiding hand to chase the fear.

Through valleys low and mountains high,
His steady voice, a soft reply,
In every step, through joy and strife,
He walks with you, the breath of life.

When storms arise and skies grow dark,
His love, a flame, a glowing spark,
With every tear, He knows your pain,
And walks with you through sun and rain.

In silent nights or bustling days,
His grace, a light to guide your ways,
Forever close, yet out of view,
God walks with you, His promise true.