Prayer For An Unborn Child Poem

Lord, I look to you for strength and guidance. This pregnancy has been difficult, I ask that you give our child a chance to grow up beautiful, healthy and bathed in your love. I know you are gracious and all powerful and only through you Lord can miraculous things happen. So I beg you heavenly Father, please heal my baby, seal the amniotic sac so that the baby can produce and hold more fluid. Help me Lord not to lose faith, I believe in you Lord and I know this has been the biggest obstacle I've ever had to face, so I ask for continued strength and a glorious miracle that in which only you God Almighty can perform. In Jesus name I pray.

Dear Jesus, God and the Holy Spirit,

Please watch over my unborn child. May she continue to grow inside of me, healthy, strong and beautiful. I ask that you help me not to worry about her. That I continue to be strong and healthy. I know that one day she will be a beacon of your light that she is going to be a shining example of your love and your being. I will teach her, even now while she is still inside of me, about you and about how we are all called to live as you want us to. Thank you Jesus, God and Holy Spirit for allowing me to be the vessel for this new child. I will do my very best to take care of her and love her and teach her all about you. Thank you again and please continue to watch over her and me. I love you.

I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.

I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,
with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me,
on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.

I am not yet born; provide me
With water to dandle me, grass to grow for me, trees to talk
to me, sky to sing to me, birds and a white light
in the back of my mind to guide me.

I am not yet born; forgive me
For the sins that in me the world shall commit, my words
when they speak me, my thoughts when they think me,
my treason engendered by traitors beyond me,
my life when they murder by means of my
hands, my death when they live me.

I am not yet born; rehearse me
In the parts I must play and the cues I must take when
old men lecture me, bureaucrats hector me, mountains
frown at me, lovers laugh at me, the white
waves call me to folly and the desert calls
me to doom and the beggar refuses
my gift and my children curse me.

I am not yet born; O hear me,
Let not the man who is beast or who thinks he is God
come near me.

I am not yet born; O fill me
With strength against those who would freeze my
humanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automaton,
would make me a cog in a machine, a thing with
one face, a thing, and against all those
who would dissipate my entirety, would
blow me like thistledown hither and
thither or hither and thither
like water held in the
hands would spill me.

Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me.
Otherwise kill me.

To my unborn child,
what I wish to give you in times to come,
happiness, and wisdom,
a life filled with fun,
to explore all adventures of your curious mind,
to become knowledgeable of what you'll find,
as I await your arrival and the presence of newborn cries,
I picture how you'll look when I open up my eyes.
I feel your movements every time I wake each day,
letting mommy know that you're okay,
obstacles I hope you'll overcome,
education I know you'll get done,
I stay up late reading to you,
talking to my stomach,
a feeling I never knew,
hungry all the time
'No doubt you're a son of mine',
You make me feel happy even when I'm sad,
because the formation of another life makes me glad.
Proud of you I am,
I already know how you'll be,
a smart 'lil' man for mommy to see,
no worries from me a mom to be,
to a special baby boy I can't wait to see.

I write this letter to my unborn child from the depths of my soul.
You've entered my womb and made my life complete and whole.
I never thought I would be chosen for such an awesome task.
It is a greater blessing than what I ever could ask.
I can almost imagine you in my mind.
Beautiful, happy, bouncing, flashing a smile so kind.
Feeling you flutter is a sensation like no other.
It does wonders for the joy of this soon-to-be-mother!
You create a glow in me I never knew I would see.
It is true happiness that sets me on cloud nine manifested deep inside of me!
You're my baby, my child, my heart, and my wonder.
I pray we create a bond that no one can put asunder.
You're a designer's original! A creation from the King!
I can hardly wait for you to enter the world and see the joy you bring.
Sweet baby of mine, you're a magnificent gift from above.
Living proof of how your father and I have shared our love.
I hope you have your father's eyes
Then you will go into the world able to look at all things wise.
I hope you inherit my ability to plan.
With that you will be able to face all things in life as a strong woman or man.
I hope you receive from your father his selfless ways.
For this the Heavenly Father will bless you, as he did him, all of your days.
I hope you learn from my spirit and let no one take it.
Believe me, you will need it in life, and many will try to break it.
But with that spirit you must have your father's center.
With that you will be cautious of any door you enter.
I want you to have my curiosity.
There's nothing wrong with questions you may blurt!
But receive your father's discernment,
so you'll know when to let go before getting hurt.
Have my big heart; know what emotions are and how to be real.
Share your father's strength so you can handle what you feel.
Share my sense of humor! Laugh a lot; it helps you through life.
Share your father's sense of duty. Know how to be serious and take strife.
I'm emotional, so I tell you it's okay to blubber once and a while like your Mom.
But learn to develop what your father has; an excellent sense of calm.
But most of all the things I wish for your father and I to share.
I wish we teach you to love, respect, strength of mind, and to care.
These are my feelings, wishes and hopes for you.
You make my heart and soul sing!
I welcome you to the world and thank you for the joy,
my little queen or king

Mother; Before you do it-
Won't you give me an ear?
I know I wasn't part of the plan
And uncertainty is all I bring-
To a being who's too young to take on steeper responsibilities
To a being who had set this plan for another time
To a being whose life holds no stability of any kind

Mother;Before you do it-
Won't you give me an ear?
My intention isn't to cause wrinkles to form in your heart
The myriad questions straining your mind
Or to see you with that far-away gaze
For our lives are intertwined -what pains you pains me also

Mother;Before you do it-
Won't you give me an ear?
I know you are under a lot of pressure
From my father who seems to see this the only way out
Your parents, how to narrate a tale that will break their hearts
The society, how to face their piercing watch and talk
Or the pain of the inhumane ordeal that you went through

Mother;Before you do it-
Won't you give me an ear?
I would jump out of the haven of your womb-
If only to fill your loneliness with my little embrace
And wipe the sorrow in your eyes with my little fingers
If only to fill your mind with hopeful pictures of what I could be:
Maybe a doctor, a pilot, a teacher, a scientist, a famous artist
Or a leader from a young age who you'd be proud of-
I know this would surely make your heart smile

Mother;Before you do it
I know you're not a big fan of me now
But like you, God also chose me
And He chose you to carry me
And if He's been faithful in sustaining you this far
His faithfulness will never depart from our live
So before you do it mother, rethink
And hear this prayer of your unborn-
Give me a chance to live

By the light of three candles
And the trickling of the spring rain
I sit in bed and write my words
To release me from the fear of pain

With tomorrows new dawn light
What will the weather bring?
Will it be a day my soul bleeds
Or a day my heart will sing

The magic of the moment is
That we are never meant to know
What our future holds for us
What gifts fate decides to bestow

So I pray for my unborn baby
That it finds the strength to hold on
And for my heart to know inside
That God is with me, he is never gone

Now I lay me down to sleep
And dream of what might be
Of my life, my fate, me destiny
Of the wonders God has in store for me

What ever happens tomorrow?
Whatever fate may bring
A bleeding soul or a singing heart
I have faith in God to that I will always cling!!