We stumble in shadows, craving a spark,
our hands folded, trembling with need.
There is a hush before the asking,
a stillness heavy and bruised with hope.
Pray for light so the veil dissolves,
so the path emerges between thorns.
Pray for a love that swells larger
than fear, larger than breaking hearts.
The will of God is a river\'s song,
cool and constant, carving the stone.
Pray for courage to follow its course,
for the strength to let its current guide.
In the dark, we dream of golden lines,
we dream of steps that won’t falter.
Pray for light, for love, for way—
to hear, to hold, to move toward Him.