Fall Asleep to “Count Your Blessings” (An Ancient Chant of Gratitude & Peace)

Not everything was easy. But something remained. “Count Your Blessings” is a Nordic-inspired chant of gratitude—born not from comfort, but from endurance. In the cold, they gave thanks. In the dark, they shared what they had. In the storm, they stayed. This is a song for remembering what still stands— for shifting the mind from loss… to what is quietly still here. A practice as old as fire and bread. Listen in the dark. Count slowly. Lyrics... [Intro] Hmm Hush now Hush now [Verse 1] Snow on the gate Ash in the bowl Still we are here Still we are whole One small light Under the frost Count what remains Not what was lost [Pre-Chorus] Breathe in the cold Breathe out thanks Old hands taught us How to stand [Chorus] Old ways, old ways We carry them home Old ways, old ways In bone and in stone Count your blessings Count them slow In hard wind We learned to glow [Verse 2] Wolf at the edge Storm in the trees Even then We bent like reeds Bread in the dark Salt on the tongue Hearts kept warm When the nights were long [Pre-Chorus] Breathe in the cold Breathe out thanks Old hands taught us How to stand [Chorus] Old ways, old ways We carry them home Old ways, old ways In bone and in stone Count your blessings Count them slow In hard wind We learned to glow [Verse 3] Grandmother’s scar Grandfather’s song They knew how to Keep moving on Broken axe Fixed with care Faith in the fire Food to share [Pre-Chorus] Breathe in the cold Breathe out thanks Old hands taught us How to stand [Chorus] Old ways, old ways We carry them home Old ways, old ways In bone and in stone Count your blessings Count them slow In hard wind We learned to glow [Bridge] When the sea was black They praised the oar When the roof shook hard They praised the door When the хлеб was thin They gave a part Gratitude lived Close to the heart [Break] Hush now Hush now Ash in the bowl Snow on the gate Still we are here Still we are whole [Final Chorus] Old ways, old ways We carry them home Old ways, old ways In bone and in stone Count your blessings Count them slow In hard wind We learned to glow Old ways, old ways We carry them home Old ways, old ways Never alone Count your blessings Count them slow In hard wind We learned to glow [Outro] Hmm Hush now Old ways Hush now