Amid the tempest’s roar and shadows deep,
A shepherd stands, his sling a humble arc,
Goliath falls, a titan swept from sleep,
By faith’s small stone that splits the thund’ring dark.
Esther, aglow, a star in Persia’s night,
Defies the snare with beauty’s fearless grace,
Her voice—a blade—turns doom to dawned delight,
The scepter gleams, and vict’ry crowns her face.
Job’s ashes fade beneath a sky reborn,
His trust, a root through barren earth held fast,
Till blessings burst like rivers after scorn,
A golden hymn to drown the dirge at last.
Holy resilience reigns with divine might,
Triumph eternal crowns the endless light.