In the gentle glow of morning light,Where angels dance in silent flight,The whispers of faith softly call,Guiding hearts through shadows tall.Beyond the skies, where hopes reside,The Savior’s love, a constant guide,Through trials deep and paths unknown,His strength and peace forever shown.Amidst the storms that life may bring,In His embrace, our spirits sing,A promise of grace, eternally near,In every prayer, His presence clear.So in each moment, let us stand,With open hearts and willing hands,For in His love, we find our way,A beacon bright, come what may.