The grace in night.

It is your seaside wherein I reside, collecting shells
and drifting wood

Split from the trees into water, little waves
Misunderstood

I cast my eyes on the distance, my feet on land
Of sand and stone

I walk with you in spirit
I bow down at your throne

The sacred thoughts of mind and body

My heart shall lead
the way

I walk with you in kinship

With strength
​​​​​​I​ shall not stray

The light of heaven
My armour

The grace in night
And days

It is your love I honour

Your love I feel
And praise