Verse 1
Before the scrolls were inked, before the prophets spoke,
Women stood barefoot on the dust of dawn.
Their breath carried promise, their tears watered oaths,
And the wombs they bore were lanterns drawing nations on.
They whispered to the mountains, they sang into the clay,
And the Holy One remembered every syllable they prayed.
Chorus
O daughters of the First Light, rise,
Bridge of flesh between the worlds.
From Sarah’s laugh to Hajar’s cry,
From Mary’s flame to every girl.
You are the gate the tribes walked through,
You are the breath that shaped the One.
O daughters of the First Light, rise,
The covenant began with you.
Verse 2
Sarah held the impossible, a promise in her bones,
A laughter that became a nation’s heartbeat in the night.
Hajar carved a river with her footsteps in the stones,
A mother’s search for mercy birthing water into light.
Mary bore the Word made flesh, the tenderness of God,
Her yes became the axis where the scattered hearts align.
Three women, three horizons, three paths the prophets trod,
Yet one unbroken lineage through the womb’s eternal sign.
Chorus
O daughters of the First Light, rise,
Bridge of flesh between the worlds.
From Sarah’s laugh to Hajar’s cry,
From Mary’s flame to every girl.
You are the gate the tribes walked through,
You are the breath that shaped the One.
O daughters of the First Light, rise,
The covenant began with you.
Bridge
Tears became the rivers, milk became the law,
Fire became the spirit that the wandering nations saw.
Every mother’s heartbeat still echoes through the land,
A rhythm older than the prophets, a truth no sword can command.
Verse 3
Now the daughters walking through the cities of our time
Carry Sarah’s quiet courage, Hajar’s strength, and Mary’s shine.
They are healers, they are teachers, pillars in the storm,
And the Holy One still rises in the children they transform.
Final Chorus
O daughters of the First Light, rise,
Bridge of flesh between the worlds.
From Sarah’s laugh to Hajar’s cry,
From Mary’s flame to every girl.
You are the gate the tribes walk through,
You are the breath that shapes the One.
O daughters of the First Light, rise,
The covenant lives on in you.
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