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A Prayer For My Husband

by cora Irene

AI-generated Folk song · 5:21 · 6 plays

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - fast-paced Celtic indie strum, bright fiddle, warm female lead, handclaps building softly]
Dear Lord, I come with thanks tonight,
For every blessing in my life.
My family’s on my heart and mind,
So hear this prayer I leave behind.
He thinks I never hear his pain,
Like his words fall lost in the rain.
But I take every word to heart,
So please don’t let confusion start.

[Pre-Chorus - driving bodhrán, rising harmonies, hopeful lift]
Open up his ears to hear me say,
I’m working on me every day.
I’m trying hard, I’m learning slow,
Don’t let our love just lose its glow.
Jesus, keep us close and strong,
When the road feels rough and long.

[Chorus - joyous full-band Celtic anthem, soaring fiddle, stomping rhythm, layered choir]
Let him know I love him, let him know he’s seen,
He’s the glue that holds this family, steady and unseen.
He has a wife, he has a daughter, he has a son,
And by Your grace and by Your light, our home is one.
Let him know I love him, let him know it’s true,
He’s not the man he thinks he is, he’s more than he knew.
Oh Lord, don’t let him think his story’s done,
We’re only in the middle, and the best is yet to come.

[Verse 2 - vivid acoustic picking, tender fiddle lines, intimate but driving]
I remember nights when fear was loud,
And nightmares circled like a cloud.
I’d wake up shaking, out of breath,
And he would hold me close to death.
When my car broke down, when I was lost,
He found me there at any cost.
When I was sick and life looked dim,
You gave me him, and I found Him.
The day we wed, I saw his face,
And I thought my heart might leave its place.
Not from fear, not from being afraid,
But praying he’d still be there that day.

[Pre-Chorus - momentum builds, fiddle counter-melody, emotional lift]
My mind gets tangled, pulls me away,
But bring me back to him, I pray.
Let me think of all the good he’s done,
And all the miles we’ve overcome.
He feels worn down, the years grow deep,
But mighty roots don’t grow in sleep.
The greatest stories take their time,
And love like ours was made to climb.

[Chorus - bigger, brighter, anthemic fiddle, Celtic drums, joyful gang vocals]
Let him know I love him, let him know he’s seen,
He’s the glue that holds this family, steady and unseen.
He has a wife, he has a daughter, he has a son,
And by Your grace and by Your light, our home is one.
Let him know I love him, let him know it’s true,
He’s not the man he thinks he is, he’s more than he knew.
Oh Lord, don’t let him think his story’s done,
We’re only in the middle, and the best is yet to come.

[Bridge - stripped-back piano and fiddle, vulnerable lead vocal, distant choir pads]
He misses those who’ve gone before,
The ones he loves are with You now.
Teach him how to carry on
The morals his own father vowed.
His dad is watching over him,
And You have plans he cannot see.
He doesn’t walk this road alone,
Oh Jesus, come and set him free.
I know I’ve been a weight at times,
Still every day I thank You, God,
That I got blessed beyond my dreams,
With the man I got to call my own.

[Final Chorus - full joyful lift, stomping, fiddle soaring, choir harmonies, celebratory ending]
Let him know I love him, let him know he’s seen,
He’s the heart that keeps our house alive and full of peace.
He has a wife, he has a daughter, he has a son,
And with You and Jesus Christ, we’re never truly done.
Let him know I love him, let him know it’s true,
There’s laughter still to find, and brighter days ahead for you.
Oh Lord, remind him he’s not walking on his own,
We’re only in the middle, and Your love will lead us home.

[Outro - fading fiddle, soft acoustic strum, reverent choir, prayerful close]

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