In the gentle hush of morning light,
Where shadows fade and hopes ignite,
Faith whispers softly through the air,
A promise held beyond despair.

Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
Faith guides the weary wanderer home,
Through storms that howl and winds that wail,
It anchors hearts when courage fails.

The unseen hand that lifts the soul,
When doubt and fear take their toll,
With every breath, a steadfast song,
In faith, we find where we belong.

As stars emerge in twilight’s grace,
Faith lights the path through time and space,
A beacon bright, unwavering, true,
It leads us on, through all we do.