December 16 My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys!

A COWBOY’S PRAYER

Oh, Lord, I’ve never lived where churches grow.

I love creation better as it stood that day You finished it so long ago

And looked upon Your work and called it good.

I know that others find You in the light

That’s sifted down through tinted window panes,

And yet I seem to feel You near tonight in this dim, quiet starlight on the plains.

I thank You, Lord, that I am placed so well,

That You have made my freedom so complete;

That I’m no slave of whistle, clock or bell,

Nor weak-eyed prisoner of wall and street.

Just let me live my life as I’ve begun

And give me work that’s open to the sky;

Make me a pardner of the wind and sun,

And I won’t ask a life that’s soft or high.

Let me be easy on the man that’s down;

Let me be square and generous with all.

I’m careless sometimes Lord, when I’m in town,

But never let ‘em say I’m mean or small!

Make me as big and open as the plains,

Clean as the wind that blows behind the rains,

Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze!

Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I forget.

You know the reasons that are hid. You understand the things that gall and fret;

You know me better than my mother did.

Just keep an eye on all that’s done and said and right me, sometimes, when I turn aside,

And guide me on the long, dim trail ahead that stretches upward toward the Great Divide.

 

THE GREATEST COWBOY

OF THEM ALL

  MY HERO!

 

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