In moments dear, our spirits soar,
With faith so strong, we seek no more.
The light of Christ, our guiding star,
Our struggle’s thief, we travel far.

We remember His abundant grace,
Through every joy, in every face.
His love is boundless, pure delight,
It casts away the slightest blight.

But in the lows, where crags run deep,
Hearts may falter; eyes may weep.
Despair and sorrow cloud our way,
And the light within us goes astray.

We question faith and feel alone,
In silent prayers, our feelings known.
In spite of this, His love remains,
Through the cross, he bore all pains.

Through highs and lows, our faith is tried,
In every tear, in every stride.
With the light of God, we find our way,
His grace secures us, come what may.

In Christ, we find our hope anew,
His love alight, guides us through.
In every trial, we grow in grace,
Until we meet Him face to face.