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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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