A Rifleman's Prayer


Dear God, my Father, through Thy Son

Hear the prayer of a warrior son.

Give my eyes a vision keen

To see the things that must be seen.

A steady hand I ask of Thee

The feel of wind on land or sea.

Let me not ever careless be

Of life or limb or liberty.

For Justice sake a quiet heart

And grace and strength to do my part.

To God and Country, Home and Corps

Let me be faithful evermore.


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