In a forest, deep and green,
Saint Joseph, brave and keen.
With his staff and heart so kind,
He'd journey forth, his faith aligned.

Saint Joseph, in the forest deep,
In your journey, secrets you keep.
With every step, a prayer you'd say,
Guided by the light of day.

Through the trees, he'd find his way,
In the quiet of the day.
With each path, a lesson learned,
In the forest, his spirit churned.

Saint Joseph, in the forest deep,
In your journey, secrets you keep.
With every step, a prayer you'd say,
Guided by the light of day.

In the silence of the trees,
He'd find solace, his heart at ease.
With every whisper of the breeze,
He'd feel the presence of peace.