O' heavenly father,
I take a pause on my day,
knowing how you bless each step,
and ask, Lord, that you will be
with me, each day of my life.
As a wrangler, and a hand,
I ask not for any special favors,
or for any particular blessing,
not to beg for the crops to grow
or the ponies to be strong and good.
I do not ask for a blessing on myself.
I do ask, though, that when
the day comes, when I am
no longer to walk this green earth,
that I may ride with all of the
good folk I've know again, on your pasture.