Mother’s Prayers

mother is the female parent of a child. Mothers are women who inhabit or perform the role of bearing some relation to their children, who may or may not be their biological offspring. Thus, dependent on the context, women can be considered mothers by virtue of having given birth, by raising their child(ren), supplying their ovum for fertilisation, or some combination thereof. Such conditions provide a way of delineating the concept of motherhood, or the state of being a mother.

We pray for our children, grandchildren, children we have adopted spiritually and children for whom nobody prays. We follow our booklet of prayers and also allow time for spontaneous prayer, bible reading and worship. We hope to nurture our parish family by deepening our prayer lives. See For Mothers

We have collected some of the best mother’s prayers and blessings to use in request to God. May these prayers for safety bring you comfort and peace of mind. May these prayers for strength encourage your spirit and strengthen your faith.

I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. ― Abraham Lincoln

A Mother’s Prayer #1

Lord, for my children I would pray
That they may seek Thee every day
Through life, with all its storms and stress
Its sorrows, grief and bitterness.

In disappointments fly to Thee
For comfort, strength and sympathy.
And never find a truer friend,
But love and serve Thee to the end.

That they may take Thee as their Guide,
To lead them all the way beside;
Their Counsellor when troubled o’er
The many problems at youth’s door.

If overwhelmed by dark despair,
Oh teach them how through faith and prayer
To crush this subtle devil’s snare
And rest within Thy loving care.

For them no dizzy heights of fame
I crave, nor great and worldly gain,
In humble service let them aim
To spread the honor of Thy name.

That in this dark world may they shine
Their lives reflect Love Divine
Their object now their pleasure then,
Obedience to Thy will. Amen.

— Author Unknown

Baby Newborn Family

Family

A Mother’s Prayer #2

Dear God,
Holiness seems so far from me, and yet it is truly the desire of my heart. I long for intimacy. I long to know You. I want my whole life to reflect Your presence and Your power. I want to live astounded by Your grace and Your glory.

And yet, God, it’s just me. Fragile and sinful me. Come and make me Yours. Heal my wounds. Forgive my old sins, again. Give new words to my prayers. Restore my yearning for truth. Feed me with Your insight and wisdom. Cover me with Your lavish love.

I want this man and these children to live in the blessing of a spiritually healthy woman. Let me be that woman. Remove the distractions that keep me from godliness. Step into the blur of my life rushing by and speak stillness into my days. Hold me close and care for my soul.

In these years of mothering, let me choose to surrender the place of my soul for Your safekeeping. Whisper to my heart and give direction to my steps. Shout to me from Your vastness and add wisdom to my words. Let me love and celebrate life from the full cup of Your grace and peace.

Thank You, my Keeper, my Friend, for the tender mercy that comes and fills my soul. Amen.

A Mother’s Prayer #3

Dear Lord,
It’s such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray,
For Life’s been anything but calm,
Since You called me to be a mom
Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with matching blocks,
Cooking, cleaning and finding shoes
And other stuff that children lose,
Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs,
A stack of last week’s mail to read
So where’s the quiet time I need?
Yet, when I steal a moment, Lord,
Just at the sink or ironing board,
To ask the blessings of Your grace,
I see then, in my small one’s face,
That You have blessed me all the while
And I stop to kiss… That precious smile.

A Mother’s Prayer #4

God, give me wisdom to see that today is my day with my children.
That there is no unimportant moment in their lives.
May I know no other career is as precious,
No other work so rewarding,
No other task so urgent.
May I not defer it nor neglect it,
But, by thy Spirit, accept it gladly, joyously, and by thy grace realize
That the time is short and my time is now,
For children won’t wait!

— Helen M. Young

A Mother’s Prayer #5

Dear God,
Help me to be soft and gentle with them, to offer them the security of my love.
Grant me the desire to make physical contact often-to give them a squeeze, or a pat, or a kiss.
Help me to do so-even when they do not seek it, especially when their actions do not seem to deserve it.
Bless us each to respond and to gain pleasure from this.

Help me to expres my love vocally.
Bless us to communicate our love for each other. Help us to always express this love-even at the times when other communication might falter.
As my children grow, they may reject some beliefs which I hold dear.
May I always be able to convey my love to them, thus softening the sharp edges of our occasional disagreements.

Please give me an understanding heart.
Help me sense when my children need me. Bless me to be able to rise above my own needs and to give unselfishly at those times. Amen

A Mother’s Prayer #6

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

— Sung by Celine Dion

My Mother’s Prayer

I never can forget the day
I heard my mother kindly say;
You’re leaving now my tender care;
Remember, child, your mother’s prayer.

Whene’er I think of her so dear,
I feel her gentle spirit near;
A voice comes floating on the air,
Reminding me of mother’s prayer.

I never can forget the voice
That always made my heart rejoice;
Tho’ I have wandered, God knows where,
Still I remember Mother’s prayer.

Whene’er I think of her so dear,
I feel her gentle spirit near;
A voice comes floating on the air,
Reminding me of mother’s prayer.

Tho’ years have gone, I can’t forget
Those words of love–I hear them yet;
I see her by the old arm-chair,
My mother dear, in humble prayer.

Whene’er I think of her so dear,
I feel her gentle spirit near;
A voice comes floating on the air,
Reminding me of mother’s prayer.

I never can forget the hour
I felt the Saviour’s cleansing power;
My sins and guilt He canceled there;
‘Twas there He answered mother’s prayer.

Whene’er I think of her so dear,
I feel her gentle spirit near;
A voice comes floating on the air,
Reminding me of mother’s prayer.

— By J. W. Van DeVenter

sick child

Mother’s prayer

Guidance For Self

Lord, please help me to raise this child [or these children] with You in mind. Help me to teach them the right values and to raise them up to love You, to seek Your heart and to embark on the path that You have laid before them. God, please help me along the path, even as I face difficult patches and navigate uncharted waters. Thank you for the gift of motherhood — and for Your love. In Jesus’ name I pray, amen.

A Prayer for Mothers Who Need Rest

Heavenly Father, I come to you today, humble and exhausted, and ask that you carry my burdens. I pray that you lift my weary spirit and fill me with your love and peace so that I may be restored and renewed in body and mind. Lord, pour your heavenly nourishment into my soul and give me the energy to sustain myself in my role as a mother.

A Prayer for the Anxious Mom

Lord, I trust in you and lean on you. I thank you for your mercy and provision for me and my family. I come to you again and ask that your will be done in this situation we are currently facing. Guard my heart and my mind and keep me focused on your will. Lord, please send your Holy Spirit to breathe your peace into my soul and walk with me on this journey.

A Prayer for Patience

Dear Lord, I know you have a plan for my child and I thank you and praise you for allowing me the gift of being his/her mother. I am frustrated because I want to see the fruits of my labor, Lord. Please give me the patience to continue being obedient to your word in raising my child. Teach me to wait in hope and confidence for you to make your will known in your time.

A Prayer for Wisdom

Lord, please give me the wisdom to make decisions according to your will. Send me your vision in this situation—and make it plain that I will see it. And please show me how to teach my child to make wise decisions so that he/she may also choose the path that is pleasing to you.

A Prayer for Grace

Lord, please fill me with your grace so that I may be restored and renewed in my role as a mother. Help me to remember that I do not have to do this alone—that you are with me to strengthen and guide me.

Mother’s Daily Prayers

Please God, help me see any talents or gifts my children have that they’re meant to develop, that I may not otherwise see.

Please God, if this is correct for my child to experience, please support everything coming together to allow it and to keep them safe. If it’s not correct for them, please cause an interference so it cannot come to pass.

lease God, help me notice if there’s anything my child emotionally needs from me, and help me to take initiative to give it to them.

Thank you, God, for helping me know what is important today as a parent and to follow through on it, Thank you for helping me know what’s not important and to let it go!

Thank you, God, for giving me patience when I have none.

— From The Child Whisperer

Mother’s Pray for Their Children

A Prayer for a Sick Child

St. Gerard, who, like the Savior, loved children so tenderly and by your prayers freed many disease and even death, listen to me who is pleading for a sick child. I thank God for the great gift of my child and ask Him to restore my child to health if such be His holy will. This favor I beg of you through your love for all children and mothers. Amen

Prayer for a Troubled Child

Dear Lord, you have witnessed the rebelliousness of youth since the very beginnings of time. You understand a mother’s anguish and helplessness over the actions of her child. Please help me to transform my anger and frustration into loving care for my child who has gone astray. Help me begin to mend broken fences and heal broken hearts. Bless my child and also help him to mend the error of his ways. Help and bless us all to do right in Your name and restore us to peace and tranquility.

Blessing for a Child

My daughter, I bless you in the name of Jesus, proclaiming the blessings of God, my Redeemer, upon you. May He give you wisdom, a reverential fear of God, and a heart of love. May He create in you the desire to attend to His words; a willing and obedient heart that you may consent and submit to His ways. May your eyes look straight ahead with purpose for the future. May your tongue be as the pen of a ready writer, writing mercy and kindness upon the tablets of your heart. May you speak the truth in love. May your hands do the works of the Father, may your feet walk the paths which He has foreordained for you.

Prayer for an Angry or Depressed Child

Heavenly Father, my child is your greatest gift, and my biggest challenge. I know my child is truly distressed and yet I am at my wit’s end to find a peaceful resolution. I feel helpless and frustrated.

I ask myself, What would my Heavenly Father do in His infinite wisdom and beneficence?

Lord, come into my heart and mind, and share Your loving wisdom with me! Help my child to heal his pain, and help me to become as loving and wise a parent, as You are for me Your child. Thank You Lord, for hearing me and coming to my aid. Bring your loving Peace to me and my child today.

Amen.

——- By Katherine Eion

I Am a Mother’s Prayer

I am a mother’s prayer. I am sometimes clothed in beautiful language that has been stitched together with the needles of love in the quiet chambers of the heart, and sometimes I am arrayed only in the halting phrases interrupted by tears which have been torn like living roots from the deep soil of human emotion. I am a frequent watcher of the night. I have often seen the dawn break over the hills and flood the valleys with light and the dew of the garden has been shaken from my eyes as I waited and cried at the gates of God.

I am a mother’s prayer: there is no language I cannot speak; and no barrier of race or color causes my feet to stumble. I am born before a child is born, and ere the day of deliverance comes, I have often stood at the alter of the Lord with the gift of an unborn life in my hands, blending my joyful and tearful voice with the prayers and fears with the father. I have rushed ahead of the nurse through the corridors of the hospital praying that the babe would be perfect, and I have sat dumb and mute in the presence of delight over a tiny bit of humanity, so overwhelmed I have been able to do nothing but strike my fingers on the harps of gratitude and say, “Well, thank the Lord!”

I am a mother’s prayer: I have watched over the cradle; I have sustained a whole household while we waited for a doctor to come. I have mixed medicine and held up a thermometer that read 104. I have sighed with relief over the sweat in a little one’s curls because the crisis was past. I have stood by a graveside and picked a few flowers to take home like old memories, and cast my arms around the promises of God just to hang on and wait until I could feel underneath me the everlasting arms.

I am a mother’s prayer: I have walked and knelt in every room of the house; I have fondled the old Book, sat quietly at the kitchen table and been hurled around the world to follow a boy who went to war. I have sought through hospitals, army camps and battlefield. I have dogged the steps of sons and daughters in college and university, in the big city looking for a job. I have been in strange places, for I have even gone down into honky-tonks and dens of sin, into night clubs and saloons and back alleys and along dark streets. I have ridden in automobiles and planes and ships seeking and sheltering and guiding and reminding and tugging and pulling toward home and Heaven.

I am a mother’s prayer: I have filled pantries with provision when the earthly provided was gone. I have sung songs in the night when there was nothing to sing about but the faithfulness of God. I have been pressed so close to the promises of the Word that the imprint of their truth is fragrant around me. I have lingered on the lips of the dying like a trembling melody echoed from Heaven.

Author Unknown

A Mother’s Prayer For Her Unborn Child

Lord, be with my baby as it grows inside me
I’m a mother-to-be and this I pray to you

Please lend your strength to my baby’s heart
So it can beat strong and give my baby life

Please allow my baby to have strong lungs
So I can hear that first cry loud & clear

Please give my baby the spongiest brain you have
So it can soak up everything I have to teach

Please help my baby’s organs to develope fully
So I can take my baby home with me

Please place your hands on my baby’s eyes
So I can show my baby the world

Please give my baby two ears that can hear
So my baby can hear how much love I have

Please allow my baby to have a nose that smells
So I can show my baby all the wonderful scents the world has

Please give my baby perfect lips, a tongue, & a mouth
So I can teach my baby to speak

Please give my baby two legs
So my baby can learn to walk through the world

Please give my baby two arms
So I can hold my baby’s hand as we stroll

Please allow my baby to have ten fingers and ten toes
So I can count them as most new mommy’s do

Please help my baby to be happy and healthy
So my baby can enjoy a full and wonderful life

Lord, be with my baby as it grows inside me
I’m a mother-to-be and this I pray to you

And His wisdom is just, and right.

Be honored mothers, and continue to pray,
For yours is a special place,
Chosen to be the creators of life,
By God, in His wisdom and grace.

—— by Teri Jo
Comments: This is a prayer I wrote a few months into my pregnancy. I think every expectant mother probably thinks the same thing for their growing baby. I just decided to write mine down. Feel free to share this with someone that you know is expecting their own little one.

A Prayer For The Mother With A Special Needs Child

Father, today we offer a prayer for the mother with a special needs child. You see this mother right where she is, and You know exactly the load she carries on a daily basis.

When other mothers are driving their child to youth sports or school clubs, this mother is driving her child to therapy or yet another doctor’s appointment. This mother celebrates different milestones than other mothers. She has mourned the loss of what she pictured motherhood would be like and has been learning to search out the God moments in this road less-travelled.

Lord, we pray that today she sees the beauty in the midst of this brokenness. May she look at how far You’ve brought her and how perfectly You’ve held her and her child. Remind her that her child is also Your child, too. You know just what we need and when we need it. You are able to provide for our every need, whether it be physical, emotional, or financial.

When her cup is empty, please fill it up again. Just like the boy with the fish and the loaves, You take the little energy she may have left and You multiply it into a great miracle. Her life and her child’s life are miracles in the making. When she is overwhelmed and weary and thinks she can’t make it another day, carry her to a deeper place in You. We thank You for Your great mercies. In Jesus name, amen.

A Prayer For All Women On Mother’s Day

To the Moms who are struggling, to those filled with incandescent joy.
To the Moms who are remembering children who have died, and pregnancies that miscarried.
To the Moms who decided other parents were the best choice for their babies, to the Moms who adopted those kids and loved them fierce.
To those experiencing frustration or desperation in infertility.
To those who knew they never wanted kids, and the ways they have contributed to our shared world.
To those who mothered colleagues, mentees, neighborhood kids, and anyone who needed it.
To those remembering Moms no longer with us.
To those moving forward from Moms who did not show love, or hurt those they should have cared for.
Today is a day to honor the unyielding love and care for others we call ‘Motherhood,’ wherever we have found it and in whatever ways we have found to cultivate it within ourselves.

— by Hannah Kardon

Mother’s Prayers Have Followed Me

I grieved my Lord from day to day,
I scorned His love so full and free,
And though I wandered far away,
My mother’s prayers have followed me.

Refrain:
I’m coming home, I’m coming home,
To live my wasted life anew,
For mother’s prayers have followed me,
Have followed me the whole world through.

O’er desert wild, o’er mountain high,
A wanderer I chose to be;
A wretched soul, condemned to die,
Still mother’s prayers have followed me.

He turned my darkness into light,
This blessed Christ of Calvary!
I’ll praise His name both day and night,
That mother’s prayers have followed me.

— Lizzie DeArmond

An Irish blessing

There is but one and only one,
Whose love will fail you never.
One who lives from sun to sun,
With constant fond endeavor.

There is but one and only one
On earth there is no other.
In heaven a noble work was done
When God gave us a Mother.

— Author Unknown

A Mother’s Love

There are times when only a mother’s love
Can understand our tears,
Can soothe our disappoints
And calm all of our fears.
There are times when only a mother’s love
Can share the joy we feel
When something we’ve dreamed about
Quite suddenly is real.
There are times when only a mother’s faith
Can help us on life’s way
And inspire in us the confidence
We need from day to day.
For a mother’s heart and a mother’s faith
And a mother’s steadfast love
Were fashioned by the angels
And sent from God above.

— Author Unknown

Mothers to Pray Over Their Children

Pray for SALVATION — “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16 Jesus, draw them to you. Give them a burning desire to call you father and believe your words are Truth. Never cease stirring in their soul.

Pray for SELF-CONTROL — “For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love, and self-discipline.” 2 Timothy 1:7 God, cause them to hunger for you, your words, and your ways. Grant them the courage to walk the path you would have for them and not go with the flow. Help my children learn to say “no” to the desires of the flesh.

Pray for WISDOM — “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.” Proverbs 9:10 Make them wise Lord, wise like Moses, Abraham, David and all the ancients of the faith. Give them the patience to seek you first. Call their hearts to cherish your wisdom and not the lies of this age.

Pray for PURITY — “How can a young person stay on the path of purity? By living according to your word.” Psalm 119:9 Let your word be the light their path and guide their ways. Give them a hunger and thirst for you. Keep their hearts pure and their minds simple and set on you. Hide your words in their hearts, Lord. So they may not sin against you.

Pray for INTEGRITY — “Whoever walks in integrity walks securely, but whoever takes crooked paths will be found out.” Proverbs 10:9 Set the desire to do what is right at the center of their hearts so that they will walk all the days of their lives uprightly. When they are guilty Lord, may they get caught, so they know that every action has a reaction and consequence (good or bad).

Pray for HUMILITY — “Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in Humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of others.” Philippians 2:3-4 Place within them a humble heart. Grant them success but help them remember that they too are a sinner saved by grace and apart from you they can do nothing. Keep their hearts far from pride, Lord.

Pray for GENEROSITY — “Command them to do good, to be rich in good deeds, and to be generous and willing to share. In this way, they will lay up treasure for themselves as a firm foundation for the coming age, so that they may take hold of the life that is truly life.”
1 Timothy 6:18-19 Lord, bless them with a giant heart. Place within them the desire to share, not because they have to, but because they want to. May they always think of others first.

— by Starla Jimenez.

A mother’s prayers

We do not realize what the daily home-life means in the future of the children. A consistent and godly example is most important.

A Christian man tells of what happened in his own childhood home over and over again. As he lay quietly at night in his little room before sleep came on, there would be gentle footsteps on the stairs, the door would open noiselessly, and in a moment the well-known form, softly gliding through the darkness, would appear at his bedside.

First, there would be a few gentle and affectionate inquiries, gradually deepening into words of counsel. Then kneeling, her head touching his, the mother would begin in gentle words to pray for her boy, pouring forth her whole soul in desires and supplications. Mothers will know how her pleadings would run, and how the tears would mingle with the words. “I seem to feel the tears still,” he writes in advanced years, “where sometimes they fell on my face.

Rising, then, with a good-night kiss, she was gone. The prayers often passed out of thought in slumber, and did not come to mind again for years — but they were not lost. They were safely kept in some most sacred place of memory, for they reappear now with a beauty brighter than ever. I truly believe that my mother’s prayers secretly preserved me while I moved carelessly amid numberless temptations, and walked on the brink of vice and crime.”

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Another says of his mother: “My mother’s habit was, every day, immediately after breakfast, to withdraw for an hour to her own room, and to spend that hour in reading the Bible, in meditation and in prayer. From that hour, as from a pure fountain, she drew the strength and the sweetness which enabled her to fulfill all her duties, and to remain unruffled by all the worries and pettinesses which are so often an intolerable trial in a home with many children. As I think of her life, and of all that it had to bear, I see the absolute triumph of Christian grace in the lovely ideal of a Christian mother. I never saw her temper disturbed; I never heard her speak one word of anger, or of complaint, or of idle gossip. I never observed in her any sign of a single sentiment unfitting to a soul which had drank of the river of the water of life, and which had fed upon manna in the barren wilderness.”

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A Christian man said that the evening family worship had saved his home and its affection. The days were full of little frictions and irritations. He was a man of quick temper and hasty speech, and often was the home music jangled and unhappy. But the evening prayer set all things right again. The father and mother knelt, side by side, with their little children, and as they prayed, “Forgive us our sins, as we forgive those who sin against us,” they were drawn close together again in love. The little strifes were healed, and their domestic joy was saved. The sun was not allowed to go down upon their differences. This is one of the blessings of family prayer. Christ comes to us beside the sacred home altar, diffuses His love, and speaks His word of peace.

J.R. Miller, “The Glory of the Commonplace”