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 thing 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.