A Soldier’s Prayer

A Soldiers Prayer

I saw a soldier kneeling down, for this was the

first quiet place he had found. He had traveled through

jungles, rivers and mud. His hands were scared and

toil-warned. He folded his hands and looked to the sky...

I saw his tears, as they welled in his eyes. He

spoke to God, and this is what he said.

God Bless my man, who now lie dead; I

know not what You have in mind , but when

You judge, please be kind....when they come

before You, they will be poorly dressed

but will walk proudly, for they have done

their best. Their boots will be muddy and

their clothes all torn...but these clothes

they have so proudly worn. Their hearts

will be still and cold inside, for they

have fought their best and did so with

pride. So please take care of them as

they pass Your way...the price of freedom

they've already paid.