"Cowboy's Christmas Prayer"

I ain't much good at prayin', and You may not know me, Lord..

I ain't much seen churches where they preach They Holy Word,

But You may have observed me out here on the lonely plains,

A-lookin' after cattle, feelin' thankful when it rains.

Admirin' Thy great handiwork, the miracle of grass,

Aware of Thy kind spirit in the way it comes to pass

That hired men on horseback and the livestock that we tend,

Can look up at the stars at night and know we've got a Friend.

So here's ol' Christmas comin' on, remindin' us again

Of Him whose coming brought good will into the hearts of men.

A cowboy ain't no preacher, Lord, but if You'll hear my prayer,

I'll ask as good as we have got for all men everywhere.

Don't let no hearts be bitter, Lord; don't let no child be cold.

Make easy beds for them that's sick and them that's weak and old.

Let kindness bless the trail we ride, no matter what we're after,

And sorter keep us on Your side, in tears as well as laughter.

I've seen old cow's a-starvin' and it ain't no happy sight,

Please don't leave no one hungry, Lord, on Thy good Christmas night,

No man, no child, no woman and no critter on four feet,

I'll aim to do my best to help You find'em chuck to eat.

I'm just a sinful cowpoke, Lord, ain't got no business prayin',

But still I hope you'll ketch a word or two of what I'm sayin',

We speak of Merry Christmas, Lord, I reacon You'll agree

There ain't no Merry Christmas for nobody that ain't free.

So one thing more I'll ask You, Lord; just help us what You can

To save some seeds of freedom for the future sons of man!

S. Omar Barker

(This is Jeff, please click on pictures for larger views)

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