Each waking moment my Saviour is there,
Telling me stories of hope that lies near.
His word is a mantle of hope and His light
That shines ever brighter in the thick of the night.
Let hope be our stronghold in the midst of the night
For God will send His angels to take up the fight
No weapon shall standing the face of His might
Our Mighty Defender, Our Source and our light.
His love was so great that He sent us his Son,
Despite all our sins and the wrongs we have done
He opens his arms and welcomes us in
With perfect love that wipes away sin.
MARYANN BOSAH 