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John O'Donoghue
The Padre's Prayer
[after the Guardian headline 'The Bloodiest Day']
'In times of darkness, doubt, and death
Your sacrifice will count.
While others dally, to your last breath
Rise up, give good account.
The service that you now perform
I bless and consecrate.
Be lightning in this desert storm -
May all you do be great.
And should you fall think only this:
Your comrades shall overcome
And you shall know eternal bliss
Until His Kingdome come'.
The padre blessed the men at arms
And sent them on their way
Far from lambent English farms
Where the skylarks play.
And He looked down, who'd made them all
And tears fell from His eyes.
'Why do they fail to hear My call,
Why don't they realise
That they should be as We are, One:
I made them to be friends.
For them I sent My only Son,
My Peace that never ends.'
The padre blessed the men at arms
And sent them on their way
Far from lambent English farms
Where the skylarks play.
John O'Donoghue © 2009