A Cowboys Prayer

(verse 1)

Lord, I ve never lived where churches grow,

I loved creation better as it stood,

That day you finished it so long ago,

And looked upon your work and called it good,



(verse 2)

I know that others find you in the light,

That sifted down through tinted window panes,

And yet I seem to feel you near tonight

In this dim, quiet starlight on the plains,



(verse 3)

I thank you, Lord, that I m placed so well,

That you ve made my freedom so complete,

That I m no slave to whistle, clock or bell,

Nor weak eyed prisoner of Wall Street,



(verse 4)

Just let me live my life as I ve begun,

And give me work that s open to the sky,

Make me a partner of the wind and sun,

And I won t ask a life that s soft or high,



(verse 5)

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