[Verse] Between the aisles of worn-out pages, Whispers soft like ancient prayers, Echoes of bright, remembered ages, Light that lingers in the air. [Pre-Chorus] Hands that turn the faded covers, Holding stories, grace untold, Every hymn a voice that hovers, Shining through the quiet cold. [Chorus] Hope is found in these old songbooks, Every word a gentle flame, Singing through the ages, Calling out my name. In the stillness, I’m believing, Love’s the song that never fades, Between these lonely shelves, Hope will stay. [Verse] Dusty notes and soft reflections, Memories in every line, Songs that speak of resurrection, Promise pure and so divine. [Pre-Chorus] Every chorus lifts my spirit, Every verse a tender light, In this place, I find my courage, Faith renewed inside the night. [Chorus] Hope is found in these old songbooks, Every word a gentle flame, Singing through the ages, Calling out my name. In the stillness, I’m believing, Love’s the song that never fades, Between these lonely shelves, Hope will stay. [Bridge] Turn the page, and I’m alive, In the music, I will rise, Threads of grace that never end, In this song, I find my friend. [Chorus] Hope is found in these old songbooks, Every word a gentle flame, Singing through the ages, Calling out my name. In the stillness, I’m believing, Love’s the song that never fades, Between these lonely shelves, Hope will stay. [Outro] Hope will stay, Here between the pages, Hope will stay, Through all the ages.