Late nights cold lights flicker in the haze Mamas working doubles just to see brighter days Hands rough from the grind hearts heavy with the fight But they still kiss their babies and turn off the light Who holds them when they fall who hears their silent cries Who mends their broken wings who dries their tired eyes The world don't see their pain but I see it so clear I pray for all the mothers who hold love near She's the backbone the stone the fire in the storm A lioness protecting where the cubs are born Her laughter hides the wounds her strength hides the scars She's the reason you're shining reaching for the stars From kitchens to workplace from fields to the street Mothers carry the world with blistered feet A million unsung heroes standing tall in the shade I pray for all the mothers for all the lives they've made Every lullaby whispered every tear they've shed Every dream they gave up every word unsaid Lift them up let them shine let them feel the love I pray for all the mothers to the skies above I pray for all the mothers the tired and the true I pray for all the mothers who give their all for you I pray for all the mothers let the heavens hear my plea Every struggle every triumph Lord watch over them for me I pray I pray Matthew 5 4 Lord, I acknowledge the deep sadness I feel tonight for all the mothers and loved ones we miss. Your Word assures me that those who mourn are blessed and will be comforted. In this grief, remind me that I am not alone or forgotten. Help me lean into Your loving presence and seek comfort through prayer and community. Strengthen my heart and remind me of my identity in Christ as one who is held and cherished, even in sorrow. May I hold onto hope and trust Your peace that surpasses understanding. In Jesus name, Amen. Tears fall like rain on a desert street Broken hearts in a world that feels incomplete Pain is the anthem but hope is on repeat Every wounds got a whisper of something sweet They say the meek inherit the earth But what about the ones who hurt Cried so much the rivers no my name Grief is a fire but it's forging the flame Every crack in my soul tells a story of shame But the light breaks in and I'm never the same Comfort is a shadow that walks beside Through the valley where the lost reside It's a promise it's a truth it's a hand to guide Blessed are the tears that never hide Blessed are the tears that fall Blessed are the ones who feel it all When the pain cuts deep they hear the call Blessed tears they rise the tears that fall I pray I pray for all the mothers and loved ones I pray for my aunts and uncles and my cousins I pray

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