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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.
Amen
Author Unknown
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