A HUNTER’S PRAYER
Heavenly
Father as I come before you with star lit eyes;
I can see all your
greatness in the early morning sky.
I am so thankful for all
you have bestowed;
And pray that I may walk
the straight and narrow road.
As I sat here waiting for
the first light of dawn;
What will I see, a great
buck, a doe or just a fawn.
I pray that I might be a
good steward of your beautiful land;
That I will protect,
conserve and pass it on to my fellow man.
I pray that you give me
calmness as a herd bull in the black timbered trees;
For Lord it is your will I
earnestly try so hard to do and please.
Dawn is here, the rays of
sun light sparkles on frosty ground;
It is in this pristine
moment that I am often found.
I pray for the lost that
they may see, The Savior that guideth me;
I thank you Lord for dying
on the cross to set me free.
I pray for the sick, my
church, family, friends and even foe;
Oh look! There comes a
great 10 point buck and a doe.
Lord I pray that my arrow
will pierce the heart;
That my bullet will be
true and hit the mark.
I ask you to bless each
hunter that enters my gate;
And to bless the food that
fills their plate.
Lord as I close this
prayer, I think of your eternal plan;
I pray that you will
forgive our wrong, for we are only man.
I thank you for your
forgiveness, mercy and Love,
May your Spirit descend on
us from above. |