Wonderful Savior

In the abyss where shadows reign, A beacon burns, it will not wane, A guiding star in velvet skies, A shining light that never dies. A whispered hope in silent ears, A gentle hand to calm our fears, A love that heals the deepest scars, A promised land beyond the stars. Through trials deep, where shadows play, A steadfast presence holds sway, A voice that soothes the raging storm, A heart that keeps the spirit warm. In depths of grief, through bitter woes, A knowing heart the balm bestows, With empathy's touch, it understands, The pain that life so oft demands. With outstretched arms, in tender grace, A refuge found, a hallowed place, A love that vanquishes despair, A whispered truth, a promise rare. A savior stands, both strong and true, A light that guides, a love renewed, A hope that blooms 'midst darkest night, A guiding star, oh beacon bright. Through life's tempest, through its strife, You are the wellspring of our life, A constant in the ebb and flow, A radiant dawn after the night's long throw. In you, we find our strength anew, Our guiding star, our northern clue, For in your light, we glimpse the way, To navigate the break of day. So let us cherish this dear sight, This beacon in our darkest night, For in your glow, we find our might, To journey onward, into light.