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A mother’s prayer for her son should first be a prayer of thankfulness. And yet, many mothers still have concerns that they carry every day. One such prayer of thanksgiving and a request for divine guidance is presented here. This is an excerpt from a longer speech.

A Mother’s Prayer For Her Son Lyrics

As I tuck you in, turn out the light

As I tuck you in, turn out the light

With a mother’s prayer for her son

And all that she hopes that he will be

In this life and in the life to come.

I sit here in the dark, and hold you tight

  • I sit here in the dark, and hold you tight
  • The smell of your hair as it brushes against my cheek
  • Your skin so soft and warm beneath my touch.

For a moment you’re my baby once more

As a mother, there are times when you feel like your heart is breaking.

You fear losing your child.

But then, in that moment of darkness, you realize that it’s not the end because you know that what will come next is even more important: life.

Moments of happiness and joy are just around the corner as long as we keep our eyes open to see them come.

A mother’s love for her child is powerful enough to overcome anything, even death itself!

It doesn’t matter if it takes time; nothing can stop a mother from loving her child no matter what happens in their future together!

And kiss your head as I’ve done before.

You’re probably wondering if I will kiss you goodnight tonight. And the answer is yes, I will kiss you goodnight tonight. As I have done every night since the day of your birth, I will kiss you goodnight tonight.

And if it’s not too much trouble for me to ask, could we make it a little more special than usual? Could we take that extra moment together and really make it count?

I’ve been thinking about this lately because there’s something I want to tell you: when I was pregnant with you, there were times when people asked me what kind of parents we would be and whether or not we would teach our child right from wrong.

But in my mind there was never any doubt: no matter how many decisions became complicated or how hard life might get along the way—however difficult things got—there was one thing that was always going to stay constant: every single night before bedtime (and sometimes during), mommy was going to give her son just one thing: a kiss on his head!

When you were tiny, so sweet and so small

The song is about a mother’s prayer for her son. She has been reminiscing about her son’s childhood and wants to tell him that she loves him, and that she prays that he will be a good person and a good son to his father.

Please remember that this is a Mom speaking to her kid, so the tone of the lyrics should be upbeat and happy.

I’d hold you close, sing a song and then pray.

You were my firstborn, and I was so proud. You were born on a blistering hot day in July and the sun shined down on your face as the doctor handed you over to me. It was one of the happiest moments of my life that day, when I held my sweet son in my arms for the first time. That love only grew stronger with each passing year as we grew older together.

You are a grown man now and soon you will have children of your own; however, no matter what happens between us in life or how far apart we may be at any given moment, there is something that will never change: this mother’s love she feels for her son will always exist—and it is something that cannot be measured or quantified by anything else in this world besides itself.

I prayed for things that only a mother would know

  • I prayed for things that only a mother would know.
  • That you would be safe and protected.
  • That you would be happy and healthy.
  • That you would sleep through the night.
  • That you would have a good appetite.
  • That you would stay out of trouble, always knowing when it was time to leave something behind and move on to something better…or at least different (and preferably better).
  • That someone else might love you as much as I do, but no one could ever love anyone more than I love my son…so far this has been true!

Then God blessed you with the strength to grow.

A mother’s prayer for her son is a blessing. A mother prays that her son will be strong and wise. She prays to God that his strength will be used for good, not evil.

A mother hopes that when she grows old and weak, he will be there to care for her and make sure she is comfortable and safe.

But now I pray for different things again

But now I pray for different things again.

First, I pray that my son will be happy.

I pray that he finds love and comfort in a woman who loves him back.

I pray for his happiness and safety above all else, because it is the one thing we cannot give him on our own: only time can provide it to us, or take it away from us.

For a mother’s heart will always hope for her son.

For a mother’s heart will always hope for her son.

To be honest and kind, loving and fair, courageous and respectful.

She hopes that you’re guided by God’s grace through each day of your life. She prays that you’ll be blessed with good friends and make wise choices when they come along. And she knows that no matter what happens, she will love you always—her most precious gift from God above!

To be honest, kind, loving and fair.

To be honest, kind, loving and fair.

This is the prayer of a mother for her son.

She wants him to be a good friend who listens and cares. She hopes he will always speak the truth and help others when they need it most. She longs for his kindness to shine through in all that he does, whether it’s at home or at school or at work.

To have courage, respect and to take care of his health.

In other words, to have courage, respect and to take care of his health.

  • Respect for others
  • Self-respect
  • Respect for your body
  • Respect for the environment
  • Respect for the law
  • Respect for the government and its rules (the Constitution)

To make friends easily but choose carefully too.

  • To make friends easily but choose carefully too.
  • Make friends with good, decent people who have similar interests and are kind and honest. They will help you grow as a person and help you see the world from different perspectives.
  • Don’t be afraid to stand up for yourself when someone hurts you or tries to take advantage of you because they know how much their friendship means to you by doing things like stealing your ideas, stealing your girlfriend/boyfriend or even taking credit for something that was yours all along!

To learn wisdom through life but most importantly what is true.

To learn wisdom through life but most importantly what is true.

You will face many things in your journey, some great, some not so great and others that may hurt you deeply but it is important to remember something very important…and that is:

It’s okay to cry! There are no rules about how you should feel or what you should think when faced with the trials of this world. The only rule is that we have a choice as to how we respond and react when faced with difficult times and situations. We need to be compassionate towards ourselves first before we can truly be compassionate towards others (especially those who have hurt us).

And as every mother hopes too much more…

And as every mother hopes too much more…

For you to find the love of your life one day.

For you to know the Lord Jesus as your Savior and Friend.

To know that I’ll always love you no matter what.

To know that I’ll be with you until the very end.

To be your daddy’s son forevermore.

  • To be your daddy’s son forevermore.
  • To know that you are loved by the Lord because of what His Son did for us on the cross.
  • To know that no matter what happens in your life, there is nothing that can separate you from the love of God (Romans 8:38-39).
  • You will have peace and joy even when everything seems to be going wrong around you because God wants you to enjoy Him and His perfect plan for your life (Psalm 16:11; Romans 12:12).
  • When it comes down to it, we all just want someone who will always love us no matter what mistakes we make or how many times we fail—and I pray this will be me for my son every day!

Each night as I tuck you in, turn out the light…

Each night as I tuck you in, turn out the light

And gently kiss your forehead and say goodnight,

I look down at you with a smile on my face.

Thoughts of how much you have grown come to mind and tears start to fall.

I think back to when we held hands through the park,

Or when we watched cartoons together before bedtime.

I remember how much fun we had growing up…

I’ll sit here in the dark and hold you tight.

“I’ll sit here in the dark and hold you tight.”

A mother’s prayer for her son.

The mother is the primary source of comfort, strength and love for her child. She prays that he will be happy, healthy and safe. This song honors this bond between mother and son as well as their relationship with God.

This is an emotional song that expresses how much a mom loves her son

A mother’s prayer for her son is an emotional song that expresses how much a mom loves her son. It is also a prayer, asking God to guide the boy and make him a good person. The mother prays that the boy will be as good as his father, who has passed away. This song is about how important it is for mothers to pray for their sons so that they can live happy lives and become good men.

Celine Dion Lyrics

“A Mother’s Prayer”

I pray you’ll be my eyes
And watch her where she goes
And help her to be wise
Help me to let go

Every mother’s prayer
Every child knows
Lead her to a place
Guide her with your grace
To a place where she’ll be safe

I pray she finds your light
And holds it in her heart
As darkness falls each night
Remind her where you are

Every mother’s prayer
Every child knows
Need to find a place
Guide her with your grace
Give her faith so she’ll be safe

Lead her to a place
Guide her with your grace
To a place where she’ll be safe

the importance of a mother’s prayer

If you follow the greatest men of God back to their beginnings, you will often find yourself in a hidden closet or lonely pew, where a mother kneels to pray. Look behind Augustine, and you will find Monica. Look behind Spurgeon, and you will find Eliza. Look behind Hudson Taylor, and you will find Amelia. And look at each of these mothers, and you will find earnest prayer.

Those who know their Bibles should hardly be surprised. Like the star the wise men saw, the stories of God’s redemptive movements often lead us to a home where a woman, hidden from the great ones of the earth, caresses a heel that will one day crush a serpent. In the prayers of a mother, awakenings are born and peoples won, idols are toppled and devils undone, dry bones are raised and prodigals rescued.

Again and again, before God laid his hand on a man, he laid it on his mother.

Mother of the Kingdom

“The dawn of the great new movements of God repeatedly occurs in women’s spaces,” Alastair Roberts writes. The word repeatedly is right. Over and again, redemptive history turns on a flawed but faithful mother bearing a son: Sarah and Isaac, Rebekah and Jacob, Rachel and Joseph, Ruth and Obed, Elizabeth and John, Eunice and Timothy — and, of course, Mary and Jesus.

Among all these stories, however, one in particular illustrates the power of a praying mother. The books of 1 and 2 Samuel tell the story of how God turned Israel into a kingdom — how he sought “a man after his own heart” (1 Samuel 13:14) to sit on the throne and begin a royal line that one day would run to Jesus (2 Samuel 7:13–14). But where does this story of a king and a kingdom begin? With one infertile woman, pleading for a son.

[Elkanah] had two wives. The name of the one was Hannah, and the name of the other, Peninnah. And Peninnah had children, but Hannah had no children. (1 Samuel 1:2)

“If you follow the greatest men of God back to their beginnings, you will often find a mother kneeling to pray.”

A barren woman and a fruitful rival: we’ve been here before (Genesis 16:1–6; 30:1–8). The stage is set for God to make a name for himself through a miraculous birth. And prayer will be his appointed means.

Hannah’s Prayer

Like Hagar before her, Peninnah can’t help pointing the finger at Hannah’s empty womb: “[Hannah’s] rival used to provoke her grievously to irritate her, because the Lord had closed her womb. So it went on year by year” (1 Samuel 1:6–7). But unlike Sarah before her, Hannah turns to God instead of turning against Peninnah.

Listen to the simple prayer of a suffering woman, longing for an open womb:

O Lord of hosts, if you will indeed look on the affliction of your servant and remember me and not forget your servant, but will give to your servant a son, then I will give him to the Lord all the days of his life, and no razor shall touch his head. (1 Samuel 1:11)

We know the rest of the story. The Lord would hear Hannah and give her a son. And her son, Samuel, would establish Israel’s kingdom (1 Samuel 16:10–13), inaugurate the nation’s prophetic line (Acts 3:24; 13:20), and gain a standing beside Moses as a mediator of God’s people (Jeremiah 15:1). Through prayer, Hannah’s once-barren womb bore a son to rescue Israel.

What might mothers learn from Hannah’s prayer today?

1. Anguish can be a good teacher.

Years of infertility, joined with Peninnah’s mockery, had finally broken the dam of Hannah’s sorrow. The pain of hope deferred flooded her heart, and the flood could not be hidden. “Hannah wept and would not eat. . . . She was deeply distressed” (1 Samuel 1:7, 10).

Yet, as so often happens, Hannah’s tears became a trail that led her to her knees. “After they had eaten and drunk in Shiloh, Hannah rose . . . and prayed to the Lord and wept bitterly” (1 Samuel 1:9–10). We don’t know what Hannah’s prayer life was like before this moment. But here, at least, anguish became her best teacher.

In a world as broken as ours, anguish hems a mother in, behind and before. Some, like Hannah, feel the peculiar agony of wished-for motherhood. Others, the pain of pregnancy and childbirth itself. And still others, the sorrow of a child who has not yet been born again. What Augustine once said of his mother holds true for many:

She wept and wailed, and these cries of pain revealed what there was left of Eve in her, as in anguish she sought the son whom in anguish she had brought to birth. (Confessions, 5.8.15)

“Anguish often leads a mother to a prayer God longs to answer.”

Anguish, we know, may tempt a mother toward bitterness, as it did both Sarah and Rachel for a time (Genesis 16:5–6; 30:1). But here, Hannah reveals a surprising truth: anguish often leads a mother to a prayer God longs to answer.

2. God delights in open hands.

Two words in Hannah’s prayer rise to the surface through repetition: Lord (twice) and its counterpart, servant (three times). In her anguish, she does not forget that God is her Lord, high and wise above her, nor that she is his servant, bound to do his will. The famous words of Mary over a millennium later — “Behold, I am the servant of the Lord” (Luke 1:38) — are an echo of Hannah’s.

Hannah’s open hands also appear in her remarkable vow: “If you will . . . give to your servant a son, then I will give him to the Lord all the days of his life, and no razor shall touch his head” (1 Samuel 1:11). Her promise not to cut her son’s hair refers to the Nazirite vow, by which a person’s life was devoted entirely to God (Numbers 6:1–5). Hannah says, in others words, “Give me a son, and I will give him back to you — heart and soul, body and mind, all the days of his life.” In response, God gives her a son to return to God.

We should hesitate, of course, before drawing a straight line between a mother’s heart and how God answers her prayers. Some mothers pray with Hannah-like surrender, and still their wombs stay empty, or their children keep walking to the far country. Hannah’s story does teach us, however, that God loves to put gifts in open hands. He delights when a mother, welling up with maternal affection, wells up still more with desire for Christ and his kingdom.

In Hannah’s case, her openhanded motherhood allowed Samuel to spend his days at the temple, where, the narrator tells us, “he worshiped the Lord” (1 Samuel 1:28). May God be pleased to do the same for many mothers’ sons.

3. A mother’s prayers can shake the world.

The anguished prayer of 1 Samuel 1:11 is not the only prayer we hear from Hannah. When she brings her freshly weaned son to the temple, she prays again, this time soaring with praise (1 Samuel 2:1–10). And as we listen, we quickly realize that the story of Hannah and Samuel reaches far beyond the four walls of a happy home.

Consider just her final words, which offer a fitting ending to a massive prayer:

The adversaries of the Lord shall be broken to pieces;
     against them he will thunder in heaven.
The Lord will judge the ends of the earth;
     he will give strength to his king
     and exalt the power of his anointed. (1 Samuel 2:10)

Hannah, carried along by the Spirit, finds herself caught up in something far greater than her own domestic hopes: under God, her son would deliver Israel from its oppressors and establish a kingdom that one day would cover the earth. Hannah had simply prayed for a son — but in return, God answered far bigger than she asked.

And so he still does. Eliza Spurgeon and Amelia Taylor prayed for saved sons, scarcely imagining that God would give a preacher to the masses and a missionary to the nations. And though not every son is a Samuel, or a Spurgeon, or a Taylor, who knows what lovers of orphans, or pastors of churches, or seekers of justice, or fathers of lost ones God is right now raising up through a faithful mother on her knees? With a God like ours, we can dare to dream — and pray.

Mother for Every Mother

The weeping, anxious Hannah of 1 Samuel 1 is not a woman out of a mother’s reach. She was not a well-known woman. She was not a put-together woman. So far as we know, she was not a particularly strong woman. But she was a praying woman. And through her prayers, God showed his great power.

The God who crushed the serpent’s head by the woman’s offspring has more victories to win. Jesus dealt the deathblow, the blow no other son could give. But more of the devil’s kingdom needs crushing. And if we look behind the men who lift their heels, we will often find a mother like Hannah: anguished yet openhanded, praying for her boy.

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