Amid the halls where earthly powers reign,
The faithful tread with purpose, bold yet meek,
To shine as light where shadows oft constrain,
And speak the truth when worldly voices peak.
With hearts aligned to Heaven’s holy call,
They wield their votes as stewards of the Word,
Not swayed by pride or fleeting gain to fall,
But anchored firm where justice is conferred.
In laws they seek the echo of His grace,
A standard high, unyielding, pure, and bright,
To guide the nation’s course, its moral face,
Through storms of strife to peace in holy sight.
So Christians rise, with love their ceaseless plea,
To shape a land where God’s own will runs free.