When storms rise high and courage bends,
We stand our ground!,God still defends.
Though winds may howl and nights feel long,
His strength becomes our steadfast song.
Through broken paths and weary days,
Our hearts still lift in trust and praise.
For in the dark, His light appears,
A faithful flame that conquers fears.
He goes before, He stays beside,
In every loss, in every tide.
No battle faced, no war unknown
The victory is His alone.
Beyond this world, beyond our sight,
A home prepared in endless light.
Held by His love, secure, complete,
We rest our hope at mercy’s feet.
MARYANN BOSAH 