Child of the Starry Night

I am a child of the starry night, born beneath heaven

shining bright. Not of darkness, not of shadows claim, but of eternal

light in the maker's name. I am a child of the starry

night, held in the higher maker's hand of light. Guided by mercy,

lifted by grace, forever embraced in love's holy space. Though shadows rise and trials appear,

the stars remind me the maker is near. No fear can bind,

no darkness remain, for light eternal breaks every chain. The night children, the meek,

the hidden, the ones unseen, beloved as much as the strong and serene.