O Light that falls with healing grace,
Across our path, where shadows lay,
In quiet strength we find our place,
Your guiding hand the only way.
We walk through sorrow, fear, and strife,
Yet trust in hope, unbroken, pure;
With faith, we lift our humbled life,
And in Your love, we stand secure.
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