A Celtic Lullaby & Cradle Song | "A Mother’s Prayer"

A tender Celtic lullaby sung from a mother to her newborn child, a prayer woven with hope, blessing, and ancient love.
Inspired by the reverence of old cradle songs and the soft hush of Ireland’s green hills, A Mother’s Prayer carries the warmth of a fireside, the glow of candlelight, and the whispered promise that love will follow her child through every shadow and sunrise.

Let this gentle lullaby soothe little ones to sleep, comfort the weary, and wrap your home in peace.
Perfect for bedtime, quiet moments, reflection, and hearts longing for something sacred and timeless.

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Lyrics
Verse 1
Hush now, my darling, and listen close,
For the stars have gathered near,
The night is kind, the hearth is warm,
And angels linger here.
Your dimpled hand curls round my own,
So new, so soft, so small,
And in your breath I hear the dawn
That waits beyond these walls.

Chorus
So sleep, my child, beneath God’s sky,
May love be your constant guide.

And if the day should come, my dear,
When we are far apart,
May the wind fast carry this whispered prayer
To the cradle of your heart.

Verse 2
May kindness light the road you walk,
And mercy guard your days,
May grace o’er flow when sorrow knocks,
And hope be where you pray.
May friends be true and seasons fair,
And courage never part,
And when the world feels cold and bare,
Just listen to your heart.

Chorus
So sleep, my child, beneath God’s sky,
May love be your constant guide.

And if the day should come, my dear,
When we are far apart,
May the wind fast carry this whispered prayer
To the cradle of your heart.

Bridge
Someday you’ll stand beneath the sky,
And hear the river’s song,
You’ll feel a breeze brush softly by—
It’s me, still singing on.

Final Chorus (softly)
So sleep, my child, beneath God’s sky,
The moonlight guards your dreams.

And though the years may scatter us,
Love flows through all that seems.
For if the day should come, my dear,
When we are far apart,
May the wind fast carry this whispered prayer
To the cradle of your heart.