By twilight's glow, or morning's light,
A silent prayer ascends on high,
For strength to face the coming night,
And grace to live, before we die.
A silent prayer ascends on high,
For strength to face the coming night,
And grace to live, before we die.
A whispered hope, a heartfelt plea,
For guidance sure, and love's embrace,
To live in peace, content and free,
And find our solace in this place.
For guidance sure, and love's embrace,
To live in peace, content and free,
And find our solace in this place.