A Cowboy Psalm

[McCandless]

Dear God, only You know when I'll reach the end of my trail,

So I want you to know I'm grateful.

A hundred times I've been thrown by life

And a hundred times You've lifted me back in the saddle.

Every morning I see Your smile in the sunrise over the prairie

And taste Your breath in the sage on the wind.

You put the aches in my bones at sunset to remind me that I'm still alive,

and the stars in the midnight sky to keep me humble.

I know that You love me.

When I'm thirsted You've been my drink

And Your words have been my bread.

You catch me when I tangle my spurs,

You keep me from taking the crooked path,

You gave Your Son for my immortal soul.

And I know, Lord, that when I am judged

You won't care how long I stayed on-

But, how well I rode.

@2002 Boston John Doucette

r.i.p. pard, you left us too soon.

[Presidio]

^{Good words from a good man.}

[Badger Mountain Charlie SASS #43172]

Miss him in here. Yes he was a great and good man.

 

R.I.P.

[Capt. R. Hugh Kidnme]

Wonderful thoughts, well expressed.

 

That deserves a big "Amen".

[Cold Lake Kid, SASS # 51474]

Here's a Cowboy Prayer I wrote some years back:

Dear Lord, as we enter this day of friendly competition,

keep us from all harm.

Let our thoughts be on the Spirit of the Game.

Let no ill will or rancour divide us.

And at the end of the day,

let us depart as friends,

eager to meet again.

© T.H.Gable 2003