In the hush of dawn’s first light, 🌅
Where shadows flee and hopes ignite,
God’s whisper calls through wind and rain, 🌬️
A promise etched in joy and pain.

Though tempests rage and doubts arise, ⛈️
His grace descends from endless skies—
Not earned by hands or fleeting might,
But freely given, pure and bright. ✨🙏

Like rivers carving stone to sand,
He shapes our souls with gentle hand;
From broken chains and weary sighs,
New life emerges, truth defies.

O Lord, our refuge, strong and true, 🏰
In every trial, we turn to You.
Let faith’s sweet song our hearts reclaim,
And echo through Your holy name.

Amen. ❤️