In the quiet whispers of the night,
When darkness veils the world in sight,
He hears us, though we may feel small,
God listens to our every call.

Beneath the vast and starry sky,
Where dreams and hopes take flight to fly,
He hears us, amidst it all,
God catches every plea, every brawl.

Through the trials that test our might,
When tears blur vision, dimming light,
He hears us, hears the weary's squall,
God's compassion never stalls.

In moments of joy, when hearts ignite,
And laughter fills the air so bright,
He hears us, sharing in our thrall,
God delights in our joy, standing tall.

No matter where, no matter when,
In solitude or midst of men,
He hears us, answering the call,
For God is with us, through it all.
© Christopher Christborn Obeng-Manu