Blessings for the Enemy (Forgiveness Ballad) | Irish Folk Hymn Duet

A quiet Irish folk hymn duet at 70 BPM in C major with modal turns—harp and whistle carrying a prayer you don’t want to pray until you need it. “Blessings for the Enemy” is a forgiveness ballad about releasing the grip of bitterness, not because they deserve it… but because you do.
Hook: “I leave you to the mercy I want for me.”

LYRICS
[Intro]
(Harp, slow)
(Soft whistle breath)

[Verse 1] (Female lead)
I kept your name like a stone in my pocket,
Rubbed it raw when the nights got long,
Told myself I was only being honest—
But I was nursing what was wrong.
I wore my anger like Sunday clothing,
Pressed and proud, clean on the seam,
’Til I noticed it was choking
Every good thing left in me.

[Pre-Chorus] (Male joins, low)
So I’m lighting a candle I don’t understand,
With a shaking hand—
Not for you… for who I am.

[Chorus] (Both)
Blessings for the enemy,
Bread for the hungry wolf,
Peace for the hands that wounded me,
And rest for this bitter pulse.
I won’t carry you like iron anymore,
I won’t drag you through my years—
I leave you to the mercy I want for me,
And I bless you through my tears.

[Verse 2] (Male lead)
I replayed the scene like a courtroom prayer,
Every word like a sharpened nail,
Built a little throne for vengeance
And called it “setting the record straight.”
But the sweetest revenge is a poison,
It blooms and it takes what it can—
And I’ve got children in my spirit
That deserve a gentler man.

[Pre-Chorus] (Female harmony)
So I’m opening a window to let the dark out,
Let the wind do what it’s proud of—
Not forgetting… just laying it down.

[Chorus] (Both)
Blessings for the enemy,
Bread for the hungry wolf,
Peace for the hands that wounded me,
And rest for this bitter pulse.
I won’t carry you like iron anymore,
I won’t drag you through my years—
I leave you to the mercy I want for me,
And I bless you through my tears.

[Bridge] (hymn-like, call & response)
(Female) May your road be made honest,
(Male) may your shadow grow small,
(Female) may you meet what you’ve stolen,
(Male) and return it all.
(Both) And if my name is in your mouth,
Let it be soft, let it be clean—
’Cause I’m done building prisons
Out of what you did to me.

[Final Chorus] (Both, lifted but still quiet)
Blessings for the enemy,
Light where the rancour was,
Grace for the nights you haunted me,
And calm for the blood I’ve lost.
I won’t carry you like iron anymore,
I won’t drag you through my years—
I leave you to the mercy I want for me,
And I bless you through my tears.
(soft tag)
I bless you… and I disappear.

[Outro]
(Whistle motif, harp resolves)

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